Not What You Think Testo

I'm not what you think but you trust me anyway
The door was open
You are sleeping
All are away
For your silly cliches
Endless mind games
I give you this
A taste of life
A taste of god clenched in my fist
Dirty thoughts for dirty minds
Running through my viens
I dreamt of this
Thought of this
I will always get
What I please