Lyrics

[Narrator:] An older male has gone mad Crouched on the metal slats of a portion of his inner chamber Number 1164 rocks incessantly and mumbles to himself [Adam Sherburne:] I see candle wax is melting Feel the scabs on my hands I really need to tell you something But I can't remember who I am There's a bomb inside of me Call it magic surgery In my head electrodes Pus and bleeding, I explode Cutting I'm cutting myself again Lacerate her face on the cage Falling in a Noble-Collip drum When she gave birth to her puppy She could neither love nor bond with them The only way that it knows how is coping with it Feel the cold hard floor Slam the cage door And that triggers it Cutting I'm cutting myself I'm cutting myself again I'm running But no memory [guitar solo] [Narrator:] Some animals try to cope with their fear and life in a barren cage By developing erratic movements and self mutilation [Sherburne:] I must cut myself, if I remember I must cut myself, if I remember [Narrator:] Some mothers are too psychotic for laboratory life to raise their infants But all mothers will lose their young to the experimenters [Sherburne:] I must kill myself, if I remember I must cut myself Must cut myself Must kill myself Try so hard to stay in control Dissociated from the fear I always carry a box of blades Just to make sure I'm here There's a bomb inside of me Call it magic surgery In my head electrodes Pus and bleeding, I explode Cutting I'm cutting myself I'm cutting myself again I'm running But no memory No memories of back then I'm coping I'm just coping with the pain Something happened Break the mirror Something happened Break the mirror Look behind Something happened Break the cage Something happened Break the cage Let me out Something happened Break the mirror Look behind