[to blow the brain right out of my stinking rotten skull]
I am only 10 years old
Strapped to a chair, ice pick in my frontal lobe
I feel it press against my skull
The whole world shakes as it penetrates my bone
My whole brain split up destroyed
I bow down, theres a change in my core
My world shakes, Inner culture's torn
I wake up my brain is clouded by a newfound storm
I wake up theres blood on my brain
I cant speak, i dont recognize my face
The walls bleed. My nostrils burn
I bow down, in pain again
My whole brain split up destroyed
I bow down, theres a change in my core
My world shakes, Inner culture's torn
I wake up my brain is clouded by a newfound storm