What is common?
What is normal?
What is wrong with me?

In the end, how will I be judged?
A skull to hold the worms?
A body to cradle dust?

If it means becoming like these
Wrinkled people with
Shriveled lives
I'll forfeit this shadow
Game of compromise

Tonight, I might
Swim too far

And the shore will fade
And I'll be gone

One day they will say
Just look at her now

One day they will say
We thought she'd drown

In a tidal crush
Of muck that sucked
Her to the ground

They will kneel, shiver
And beg
"What pushed you over the edge?"

Cuts & bruises
Ruined brain fluid
Cigarette burns
The monsters
Taking turns!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

We remain animals!

Feral or tame?
We remain animals!
Feral or tame?
We remain animals!
Feral or tame?
We remain animals!

We remain animals!

We remain animals!

One day they will pray
Save us from this hell

One day they will pray
Save the weak & frail

One day they will pray
Save us from ourselves

And I'll say it's too late
You've summoned the devil
Within me
You should be
Running

You amuse me
Sluts & losers!
Sub-human
Lice & tumors!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

We remain animals!

Feral or tame?
We remain animals!
Feral or tame?
We remain animals!
Feral or tame?
We remain animals!

We remain animals!

We remain animals!

Feral or tame?

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

She
Was asking for it
He
Was laughing at me
She
Was asking for it
He
Was screaming don't hurt me!

One day they will pay!
And I will rise from ruin!
A beast of iron & plague!

Cuts & bruises
Cigarette burns
The monsters
Taking turns!

One day they will pay!

Feed it!
Fuck it!
Breed it!
Eat it!

Their perfume
Still haunts this room
Sensual phantoms
Fingers & lips
Cradle the evidence

Mine
Mine
Mine

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): Aristotelis Vasilios Mihalopulo, Otep Shamaya, Urlich Wil