I took a deep breath
Listened to the old bray
Of my heart
I am, I am, I am
I am an offering
Burning on a stake
And the beating drums of the ones
Who make me yours to take
Are incessant
I am a madman
Running through the halls
Checking every knob I come across
Flipping every switch they made for us
Such a satisfying touch to flush the pus
And for every little itch I get
I'll peel back with my bare hands
The skin is sore and the body aches
I'm brittle and I'm made of glass
To the words I'm holding fast
Flipping every switch they made for us
Such a satisfying touch to flush the pus
And for every little itch I get
I'll peel back with my bare hands
Flipping every switch they made for us
Such a satisfying touch to flush the pus
And for every little itch I get
I'll peel back with my bare hands
Flipping every switch they made for us
Such a satisfying touch to flush the pus
And for every little itch I get
I'll peel back with my bare hands