You don’t see me tearing apart
When my signals are sensing danger
All these chances are my second guesses
And my workings are falling behind
What a perfect world is
You took us in and built us apart
Down there, When I was down
You built us wrong and fabricated salvation
How you swallowed me and laughed
And never knew how I would be tough
How I (sometimes) wish I could alleviate
When I am stigmatized and hell bound
And all my dances are second chances
A disease contagious and ever spreading
While I self-destruct you built a bar
Even hospitality without a heart