What you forget and remember come back through to these days
Through a dog cage locked in a trailer park, you stay
Fed by a group of kids your own age
Nail you to a cross, and say that they're sane
Inches away, from the broken sex scene
Flesh stripped skull is all I remain
You're drowning me with your absent ways
In this scene of all days, my hands still bleed
Don't pressure me to crawl in the dog cage
Don't dress me up as a girl and take me for a ride
Those kids