| Watching your body twist and tumble
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| Convulsing on the floor
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| This chemical possession, is stretching out your jaw
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| I could get high from the foam on your lips
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| Let it stick to my brain, like an arachnoid cyst
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| Most days I wish we could switch bodies or brains
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| So I could be the one left twitching in my grave
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| Left paralysed by the bodies in the gutter, I breathe in deeply
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| Then fall back into myself
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| It’s not like I’m any better, I hurt myself every day
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| Ulcers form in my stomach, light is swelling my brain
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| Digging until I find a better way
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| They’ve constructed me by cruel design
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| With hands of frailty and callous minds
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| Keep me stabilised, sedate me
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| Curse my body intravenously
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| Spill the venom til my skin goes white
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| Spill the serum and watch me writhe
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| Most days I wish we could switch bodies or brains
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| So I could be the one left twitching in my grave
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| Left paralysed by the bodies in the gutter, I breathe in deeply
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| Then fall back into myself
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| I wanna sleep until its dark outside |