[ Featuring Venomous Sin ]
Staring down at numbers cold and fierce
Reflecting dread and all my fears
Spinning circles in my head
Am I alive or half way dead
Targets moving all the time
Love myself or pay the fine
In the mirror truth is frail
Can't escape the bathroom scale
Wrath of the bathroom scale
Always tipping truth's thin veil
Chasing shadows through the night
Society's constant fight
Whispers in the dark do tell
Haunted by this metal spell
Judged by digits lost and found
In its grip we're tightly bound
Trade my soul for that last pound
Silent screams without a sound
Numbers on a fearless march
Judgement strikes without a heart
Wrath of the bathroom scale
Always tipping truth's thin veil
Chasing shadows through the night
Society's constant fight
