What you found sure upset you
Didn't see it coming, did you?
It's easy to be surprised with both of your eyes sewn closed
Handled with great precision
Another fallen execution
You're the subject of this exhibition
The willing cadaver, the willing cadaver
Scalpel, suture, made whole again
These cuts (?) are leaving creases
Trace the scars, fit the pieces
Tell your story, you don't need to say a word
Call off the calvary
Can't save a wretch like me
Mixed with kerosene (??)
If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed
Scalpel, suture, made whole again
Your words are fake and fired right
You look the best when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something very wrong with you
Your pulse is anemic and tired from the fire
Bruising too easy and falling behind
And no one is waiting for you
No one is waiting for you
And no one is waiting for you
And no one is waiting
No one is waiting for you
For you
For you
Call off the quarantine
Can't save the rest from me
Mixed with kerosene (??)
If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed
Scalpel, suture, made whole again
Your words are fake and fired right
You look the best when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something very wrong with you
