I held my guts below the surface
I left my gall at waters edge
I fled the scene without a purpose
Only in death could I recognize the weight of all my lies
Drag the body down below
And as I sit here peeling skin
And flicking nails across the room
I find a fresher hell within
And I pray the dogs will drag me there soon
Drag the body all the way home
Cancerous family of mine
I will cut out with the bluntest knife
Just give me a little time.