Disfigurator - Formication Lyrics

I can't stand this itching pain
Something is forming underneath my skin
My thoughts are slowly turning grey
I think I have to tear it off from me
Whispering quietly to myself that i must suffer through
I know I have become insane [I am] burning it all away
Controlling me
To dig and divide
This is aesthetically displeasing
I act obscene
Erasing me
[No] cure from this formication
My mind is like an abattoir
I strip myself right down to the bone
A psychological betrayal
My delusion has reached this point of no return
Whispering quietly to myself that i must suffer through
I know I have become insane [I am] burning it all away
Controlling me
To dig and divide
This is aesthetically displeasing
I act obscene
Erasing me
[No] cure from this formication
[This is obscene]
Erasing me
[No cure from this]
My end and formication
This is
[This is obscene]
Erasing me
[No cure from this]
My end and formication
The formication
The formication