I feel them moving
I feel them scratching at my skin
I feel them clawing
I think they're trying to get in
I feel them crawling
Crawling through my skin.
They burrow deeper and more are digging... in
I hear them calling, screaming and whispering my name
I hear them tell me that I will never be the same
I turn in anger
It's them who dragged me down this road
De-manufactured
A fight to reclaim my own soul
Shut it up, shut it off
It's just a foolish trick
F*ck it up, f*ck it all
I'll let you know my head is sick
Turn it up, turn it off
This noise inside my head
F*ck it up, f*ck it all
I won't have silence till I'm dead
You deserve the price you pay
You deserve what I'm here to collect