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