| Does it bother you, did it not obey you? | |
| Does it anger you, did it not please you? | |
| Does it bother you, did it not consider you? | |
| Is it killing you, did it not care for you? | |
| (I pray) these sores will never heal | |
| Come touch with broken skin | |
| I pray these wounds will never hurt | |
| Come touch this broken skin | |
| Did you want to pull the strings? | |
| Become the master of all things? | |
| And punish this, my gravest sin. | |
| Bitter enemy of this, my broken skin. | |
| You can never let this go. | |
| Your superficial mind torments you so. | |
| Bow down and admit defeat. | |
| Old, weak and obsolete. | |
| (I pray) these sores will never heal. | |
| Come touch with broken skin. | |
| I pray these wounds will never hurt. | |
| Come touch this broken skin. | |
| Gone too far, I've gone too far, is this me? | |
| I am not me, am I somebody else? | |
| I am not me, I wanna be myself |