When your reaching for the stars and
Reaching for the lights and
Reaching for the skinz
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
When all your fate comes tonight
So sorry my dear
I'll make it up in tears
I grab your hands and try
It's the best I do for you
So sorry my boy

You can keep it up
Leap it up
Try a little harder
Eventually grow a little stronger
To hold against the wall
He's breaking
The pig man can keep raping
My soul clean
I'm the enema
My fate is near the end
He dragged me across the floor
And pinned against a wall
Leather strapped tight
There's nowhere to go
With my head trapped in a glass box
Waiting for it to rise
I'm ready to die above the water