Stick Figure

Welcome to the skin you wear again
The weeping wounds you try to mend
My eyes screaming out a revenge
A consciousness that appears each time you sin
New life in the box you built
I didn't know why I couldn't see
A problem in me
Throw up your hands to the skies
And welcome the new life
Of a half dead mind
I'm not purified
And this is the way we live
No love, just hate
My tears, your face
The tears, they blame
My incarceration
The years, the pain
It comes in waves
You can't be saved
Me from cyanide
I am afraid
Lie to my face
I'm my first
Heart out of skin, figure
Pray to my face
I'm your death
Scream out, bitch
Your love's in her
Lie to my face
I'm my first
Heart out of skin, figure
Pray to your face
I'm your death
Scream out, bitch
Your love's in her
I'm not purified
And this is the way we live