Evaline A Protest In Lines Too Thin To Read

A parent walks in on a child cutting them self

Laughs and says you're silly dear, you're only hurting yourself.

So cut deep or don't cut at all

Are you listening?

I don't care what your parents tell you, don't cut at all

oh please be listening..

I don't care what those bastards tell you, don't cut at all.

You're staggering in you find a finger gagging yourself.

You heave and say I'm not like those pigs.

I dont care what's good for my health.

Controlling the room with tilted thighs

It comes to me as no surprise that I even flicker on my own

Feed the one thats closer

As you're flickering on

Feed the one that's closed

As you flicker

Starving artist you will

I said it before

Shed your burdens and build on

You shed your clothes in spite and whisper, I make the demands.

Well I'm doubting my portrait of skin

But I sure as hell wont find limbs down my throat

The substance of wait defines the beauty laced behind the pride of my even scales they stand alone

So cut

It's not living deeply

Cut

No, not at all

You shed your clothes in spite and whisper, I make the demands.

You bare these lines to cleanse your system

You bare these lines despite the symptoms

We won't give up, won't give up now.