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Feeling that the skin you're in is borrowed and misshapen
Feeling that the heart that's beating has no blood to breathe in
Gladly I would tear myself apart, just to show you
For what do I deserve; this monster meant to serve you?

You should find a hole to crawl into, yeah
You should find a hole to crawl into and
Hide
Hide

Stifled by emotions breeding progeny of shame
Words don't bleed, they hardly speak the volumes of my pain
Each one is a dagger, only further incriminating
Silence holds me to the ground, like a smiting bully

You should find a hole to crawl into, yeah
You should find a hole to crawl into and

Die
Why don't you die

Why don't you cry about it?
Why don't you cry about it? (Put your gavel down)

Oh! Put your gavel down
Oh! Put your gavel down
Oh! Put your gavel down
Oh! Put your gavel down

(Instrumental)

What good is a man who isn't useful, can't be strong?
What good is a woman who is ugly, can't belong?
I am just a hopeless case, so pitiful and small
Failure for this half-wit brute to manifest a whole...