so-ci-e-ty judg-es through a black and white pris-m
leads me to cyn-i-cal pes-si-mis-m
the best way I see liv-ing is by giv-ing up hope
I see the world through a rose-col-ored mi-cro-scope
I see pat-terns no one else can see
in Swit-zer-land I see re-verse Na-zis
I'm an op-po-site
I'm a neg-a-tive reel
I don't un-der-stand how oth-er peo-ple feel
cracks in the side-walk gim-me a feel-ing
like when I count ti-les on my past check-ered ceil-ing
the on-ly time I ev-er fit in is when I wear a sec-ond skin
is there a lobe mis-sing in my brain
be-cause I don't feel the differ-ence be-tween pleas-ure and pain
why waste a night lay-ing na-ked to-geth-er
when we could be con-fined in la-tex or black leath-er?
I love to kiss right be-fore I'm gagged
I like the chal-lenge of breath-ing in-side a plas-tic bag
I have a way to make me be-lieve make be-lieve makes me real
I'm so luck-y that I feel things so few oth-ers feel
I just have to feel new ways to keep my mind from reel-ing
that's why I like to hang on meat hooks from the ceil-ing
the on-ly way I can turn off my brain is through ex-qui-site pain
world through a rose-col-ored mi-cro-scope
else can see
in Swit-zer-land I see re-verse Na-zis
count ti-les on my past check-ered ceil-ing
is there a lobe mis-sing in my brain
be-cause I don't feel the differ-ence be-tween pleas-ure and pain
why waste a night lay-ing na-ked to-geth-er
when we could be con-fined in la-tex or black leath-er?
chal-lenge of breath-ing in-side a plas-tic bag
like to hang on meat hooks from the ceil-ing
when I wear a sec-ond skin
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