“Parasite”

Just another male with straight white priviledge
A first-world fail who shouldn’t have any kids
How can I be so tormented?
Am I so? Am I tormented?

Eating tuna from a can doesn’t make me poor
My torn up boots don’t make me feel less sure
It’s something else hiding inside me,
A parasite, am I tormented?

Cut me, cut me, cut me; untill I feel good
Cut me, cut me, cut me; and then leave me in the woods
Cut me, cut me, cut me; and then I might know,
Then I might know yet, what’s true torment...

Make me wise, I seek strength
Clean my hands and make my eyes straight
Take my shame and bury it
Am I so? Can I be so tormented?

Cut me, cut me, cut me; untill I feel good...

Hold me down, try to hold me down by my heels
Hold me down, and tell me how I feel
Hold me down, try to hold me down like a sail
Hold me down, and you’re gonna feel me flail
Try a box and some nails...

I’ve been hearing creepy things going bump at night
So I shine my little borrowed light
Tell me where is my joy, where is my peace?
How can I be so tormented?

Point a finger at me cuz I suckle on the system
But what about my love, bout’ my hope and my convictions?
Try to tell me what I haven’t lived, and I’ll admit to
Everything...

I can’t boast to know what’s true oppression
But I know a couple things about empty confessions...help me help me

Cut me! Cut me! Cut me! Come on!
Cut me! Cut me! Cut me! Come on! Come on!
Cut me, cut me, cut me; until I feel good...
Cut me, cut me, cut me; and then leave me in the woods
Cut me, cut me, cut me; and then I might know,
Then I might know yet, what’s true torment...