the smell of piss and shame
gives new life to this lifeless place
but there's something about the stench and these walls

my head @@#!s back and my cells respond
and though recoiled, I may be
this place always relived in memory

could you ever conceive this by looking at me
you stupid (*##$es couldn't see through these clothes


Think of me...
An Element...
Of design...


but still your tone is sharp
and your words can cut like a knife

so here I am, please cut me down again
I am the one who will get up once more
fortified by what you want from me


tingled deep through finger tips
your touch reminds me of this place

but there's something about your aura and your skin
your head @@#!s back and your nose turns up at me
and so I try to break away

from this hell that you call life
you could never conceive these things by looking at me
you stupid (*##$es couldn't see through this skin


I'll change never change my mind
of who I am inside

fall away from
and taste what I am