You want to know what grows inside my head
you make incisions with a rusty can
you judge me by the standards that you set
a perfect world built by a hypocrite
You make me sick!
you make me sick!
you make me sick!
Everything you ever see in me
pre-derided by your blinded eyes
blinkered visions of a narrow mind
You make me sick!
you make me sick!
you make me sick!