Little Bits of skin I begin to tear away, to tear away
Pin prick, beware I sold my, sold my soul
A restless reaction to what becomes the norm Sold my soul for little bits of skin
All seeing eyes they sense the worst, something streaks across the sky
Why won't you do anything, why must I be the one who's always sane
Something takes a hold of you, you should be ashamed
The deafening sound of the teacher tolls, stand up and state your claim
Rise, speak and then heard Am I evil?