Текст песни Dysmorphia - Body Prison

Don't look at me

Or at this hideous body
It's utterly disgusting
And it makes me sick
Even with just a short glimpse of seeing it
In a scratched mirror's reflection
Fixating with ones image to the point of sickness
So I shun myself away for noone to ever see this face

What the fuck was this figure supposed
To be resemble a surreal work of art?
Perturbingly grotesque painted on this canvas
So horrific how could you ever
Stand it or gaze upon its abhorred design
That's nothing short of indefinite ugliness

This body is a prison

Dysmorphic
I reject this rotting form
And the putrid fucking carcass
Of which I adorn
I rеject all that I have let mysеlf become
And I'm ashamed to admit
That I need some help

Though even if had the chance to
Prevent this
All from happening
I would have let it all dissipate for
More fleeting moments of blis
Gorging my gut with gluttonous lust
For these brief moments of pure happiness
With little to no control of myself
I know it's killing me but I just cannot stop

With little to no control of myself
I know it's killing me but I just cannot stop

I reject this rotting form and the
Putrid fucking carcass of which I adorn
I reject all that I have let myself become
And I'm ashamed to admit that I need some help

This body is a fucking prison
To which I am caged inside of it
Can you please tell me
How do I make it out of this