Intro

So your father told you once

That you were his princess

But you don’t see a castle and you cannot find your prince

Well, now you’ve grown a lot

Your dresses don’t fit right

Daddy’s not a hero

He stole your Chariot

Here you are in pieces

Trying to prove to us it’s real

The softness of your smile

And the lies you want to feel

But the scales beneath your skin

Are showing off today

There’s Evil in your heart

And it wants out to play

Disconnected

The blood doesn't flow the same way any more .
The heart doesn't beat a happy beat .
The brain doesn't process the information .
The arms won't lift up to scratch the itch .
The itch doesn't even have the strength to last .
The legs won't move for anything .
The eyelids can't flutter to get rid of the tears .
The blood doesn't even coagulate to stop the bleeding .
The skin won't reposess its position because it knows it will be victimised again and again .
The lungs won't hardly move to allow me to breathe .
The vocal chords have frozen, knowing I have nothing to say .
The lips have dried up, they are useless at this point .
The joints have become imobilized .
The stomach shrinks .
The tongue remains in its place .
The body falls to the ground .

Live Fast, Die Young

"I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real"