Claws up!

Tightropes and patterns

Speak up, baby

Come and use your words

Sink your teeth into what matters

'Til we reach the end of bookmarked slow burns

Take it from my voice box make it yours

Turn my larynx to chain down what I abhor

He paints a picture, my safe and guiding mentor

Locks it in mind, and pushed me to the floor

And yet I'll sink another inch deeper into depravity

Tightening the leash's grip as the collar chokes me

I'm sick in the head

Sick in the gut

And nothing that's given will ever be enough

Just hold me down by the throat 'til I can't breathe no more

That's all I have to live for

Puke up my anxiety

There's nothing left of me

All I'm good for is being pulled open by my knees

Was I useful, was I good? I really hope so

That way I have something to fucking live for!

Guided by a hand and pulled out of the dark

Broken and scarred my minds fragment's drifting apart

Am I being led into another repeat?

There's never a soul waiting to save me

And yet I'll sink another inch deeper into depravity

Tightening the leash's grip as the collar chokes me

I'm sick in the head

Sick in the gut

And nothing that's given will ever be enough

Just hold me down by the throat 'til I can't breathe no more

That's all I have to live for