We, The Sad

Welcome to my eternity I am the recluse who balked his maturity I am a slave to my own insecurities I am the culprit in the eyes of the jury Welcome to my pain I'm the definition of a bitch been spayed Watch in fascination as the parasites sway Fear my explanation as it's thrown away This is the cry of a man with no purpose, yeah This is the song you will sing at his grave But that's me I'm sad I'm sick of being trapped inside It's decaying all I see There's no use in getting better These things they multiply Are we not supposed to feel more than sad? She is the thorn in my side She is my possessor She is my whole life She is my coffin If you don't believe Open up my stomach Watch the parasites sway Disease you, disease me This is an oppression Society silently kills me She's a wretch in disguise I am her child, and she is my mind I am denial, and she is behind every thought Every violent thought Every violent thought Every violent thought Every violent thought This is the look of a man who's been gelded, yeah This is the way that he handles his pain But that's me I'm sad I'm sick of being trapped inside It's decaying all I see There's no use in getting better These things, they multiply Are we not supposed to feel more than sad? Here comes the flood And she dams it every day Oh, she keeps the pressure right Until I drown under my own shit We are the sad We are the diseased We need our mother to relieve our pain To pull us up, pull us up To pull us up, pull us up To pull us up, pull us up To pull us up, pull us up