so-ci-e-ty judg-es through a black and white pris-m leads me to cyn-i-cal pes-si-mis-m the best way I see liv-ing is by giv-ing up hope I see the world through a rose-col-ored mi-cro-scope I see pat-terns no one else can see in Swit-zer-land I see re-verse Na-zis I'm an op-po-site I'm a neg-a-tive reel I don't un-der-stand how oth-er peo-ple feel cracks in the side-walk gim-me a feel-ing like when I count ti-les on my past check-ered ceil-ing the on-ly time I ev-er fit in is when I wear a sec-ond skin is there a lobe mis-sing in my brain be-cause I don't feel the differ-ence be-tween pleas-ure and pain why waste a night lay-ing na-ked to-geth-er when we could be con-fined in la-tex or black leath-er? I love to kiss right be-fore I'm gagged I like the chal-lenge of breath-ing in-side a plas-tic bag I have a way to make me be-lieve make be-lieve makes me real I'm so luck-y that I feel things so few oth-ers feel I just have to feel new ways to keep my mind from reel-ing that's why I like to hang on meat hooks from the ceil-ing the on-ly way I can turn off my brain is through ex-qui-site pain world through a rose-col-ored mi-cro-scope else can see in Swit-zer-land I see re-verse Na-zis count ti-les on my past check-ered ceil-ing is there a lobe mis-sing in my brain be-cause I don't feel the differ-ence be-tween pleas-ure and pain why waste a night lay-ing na-ked to-geth-er when we could be con-fined in la-tex or black leath-er? chal-lenge of breath-ing in-side a plas-tic bag like to hang on meat hooks from the ceil-ing when I wear a sec-ond skin ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah