Chíƒ©

You want to hurt me

To make me feel what you feel

You want to tear me

Till I bleed at the seam

You're so sick of what you live under

You take it to extremes

So sick of what you waste

That you can't even dream

I'm not your slave

You're not my master

But I know it's the picture

Your after

You want to trap me

Like a fly on the wall

Then you call me useless

For finding the cause

You're so tired of all you left hidden

It falls into obscene

So tired of all the haste

And what you could have been

I'm not your slave

You're not my master

But I know it's the picture

You're after

This is all I need to know