I'm striving for a better form of survival THE MEANS AREN'T AVAILABLE without the threat I finally understand what could make a man run Chasing my tail, I have it now SO MUCH WORSE than first thought
Split my breast plate and pry me open like a casket gasping for death Allow the curious sun into the cavity and relieve me of privacy
As I'm peeling off my scalp Bloodsteam rushes into God's eyes and clots his vision
He pleads, “No!”
I reply, “Just wipe your eyes, and continue to watch me as I disassemble the prison you've built for me
You're going pale and clammy I have never seen a God vomit
So just puke!”
Disinfect the soul
If sunlight is the greatest disinfectant Then I'm sure that this will hurt
Swelling, seizing, shucked raw and exposed I disinfect the soul
I'm down in a hole but far from a grave I'm down in a hole but far from a grave Standing skinless I'm ready to behave
Now I'm in control Disinfect the soul
Now I'm in control Disinfect the soul
Now I'm in control Disinfect the soul
Now I'm in control
Time to disinfect the soul
I have always been afraid to bleed out at the wrong time Always afraid to improve myself Always afraid to have a higher goal Forgoing the whole, now I'm in control I disinfect the soul
Ripping out the bones One by one I toss them aside
Observe me Pick at me Stomp on me I am everything I need to be Finally suffering carefree
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