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I can't believe you put me here
amidst this charade.
I survived long enough to learn the truth:
Humanity is only skin deep.

You hope to build something beautiful,
something that will prove your worth with.
The result is truly revolting,
feces painted in the colors of the rainbow.

Don't come around telling me that you're worth something.
Don't come around telling me about your latest religion.
Every lie you put in me, I'll vomit it all out again.
One day I'll be clean of you all.

One day I'll be warm and wet and shitfilled inside.
One day I'll be able to smile with razorsharp teeth,
just like my mother did when she made me.

...and I will go to sleep again.
Don't bother waking me a second time.
There is nothing that you can convince me of anymore.

Thank you for kicking the s**t out of me.
There was so much revolting notions inside of me,
squirming like maggots and screaming with misery.

I dreamt of a better world,
a world I had seen on TV.
I never took my mind off that screen.

I'll go to sleep now.
I'll dream of s**t rubbing against s**t.
Why did you tell me I was anything more?