Stitches

I can't bow to all your little insecurities
I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me
Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me
I'm picking out the stitches, picking out the stitches of your hate

Fake, another face, another intervention
Eyes of the enemy, or is this my reflection?
Come and make another cut, a little neat incision
Feed on the misery that breeds in your suspicion
I'm a sacrifice, antichrist, anarchist, nihilist
Now cut a little deeper
Hate, another death, another crucifixion

So what's the issue? I don't see the point in suffering
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away
Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back
Just stay alive, just stay awake
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away

I can't bow to all your little insecurities
I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me
Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me
I'm picking out the stitches of your hate

Take a deeper breath, a final suffocation
Break from the smothering, I'm choking on aggression
I'm a fantasist, activist, masochist, pacifist
Now cut a little deeper
Die, another death, another resurrection

So what's the issue? I don't see the point in suffering
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away
Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back
Just stay alive, just stay awake
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away

I can't bow to all your little insecurities
I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me
Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me
I'm picking out the stitches
Picking out the stitches of your hate

I'm picking out the stitches
I'm picking out the stitches of your hate
I'm picking out the stitches
I'm picking out the stitches of your hate

So what's the issue? I don't see the point in suffering
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away
Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back
Just stay alive, just stay awake
Sever the ties, sever the chains and break away

I can't bow to all your little insecurities
I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me
Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me
I'm picking out the stitches

I can't bow to all your little insecurities
I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me
Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me
I'm picking out the stitches
Picking out the stitches of your hate