Caught in the middle what your looking for is a way out of the torture
It's the pain that imprisons you in the draining faucet
It's a wash it's a face laughing through the cellophane that will give you back the price of your life
What you're looking for is a way out of the torture that is binding you to life
Get your need to break off
Get your need to burn off
Concubine stiletto
Stick it in it
Cut it Expose the membrane to the air
Replace the goods, return this fucking defective corpse
Drain all the cells voltage
Function weakening inverse becoming
Resistor populate concubine rotated cellophane stilettoed face
Bite back this trap
Catch this complete carnage
A casket wrapped in cellophane