Dysmorphia

Take my face and stab it Desecrate my limbs Consume my soul in a sigh And let me finally rest Tormenting whispers Voices around me Eternal cry of an endless fight Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Burn it Oh, sweet distortion Leave me alone with Anna Give me a sigh of you Even if it's the last I'm so tired of my body Tired of living within I could set it on fire Would that make me feel any better? I could set it on fire I could set it on fire I could set it on fire