1. TISSUE

Torn
Wide open
Peel back my layers
Bleed! Burn! Live! Rot! Seep through!
I am the wound
A piece of fracture
I am the wound

I am the filth
The purest disgust
I will be healed when we turn to dust
Stitch me up and rip me again
I am the festering end from within

Rawness
Pus and blood
Reminder of pain
Dragging you through the mud

I am the wound

Split your flesh and show the bone

You fed the fire
Look how it grew
Face the truth you always knew
I'm still here
'Cause I am you