See me as

I bet you all see me as some sort of fucking circus act

Well, pull your own punches, cause it'll be my own body that breaks me down

Shadows of those who loomed around

No, I don't remember faces, I remember all of their sounds

Like shards of glass in the invertebrae of my back

And all of the words on their tongues, they spit and it turns to ash

There was nothing at all and nothing to feed

And nothing to gain from watching me crawl, from watching me bleed, from watching me fall

Did it entertain you all

Seeing the sewing pins left in my wounds