Inanimate

I might be reborn or it might burn my skin

I just don't care, at least I'll finally feel something

Tickle every needles stuck in this voodoo doll

Stab it, stab it, stab it

Listen the sound that comes

That comes from this fucking empty wreck

From this carbonized heart

I'm this disheartened man

Who knows that he might end burnt-out?