Cut my chest open and peel back the skin
Y-incision to comfort me
My ribs a cage to my emotions
Want to pump me up full of Prozac?
Perhaps then I could stand to be around you
Brain rewired and circuit damage critical
Weeping and gnashing of teeth and a fried mental state
A maniac that\'s been bottled up and capped shut
Autopsy me over and over
Don\'t even wait for the scabs to form
With anxious delusions so bad an alarm clock is a bomb,
I jump 20 stories only to loop back up 30 more
Never ending cycle of pity and weeping
Can anyone hear me in this padded cell?
Trapped inside the membrane and destroying the nucleus
Blisters form and burst in place on scratched thighs
Maybe if you fry my brain further we can transcend the damage
Oh what the hell, might as well give it a shot
Can\'t hurt to hurt further when your already numb right?
Right?
Right?
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