There`s something acting on this body 
Something goes in when [bad word] out 
And someone`s acting on this information 
But nothing`s registered from this location 
From this site that I sense that I am, in asking 
What is this burning in my eyes? 
I wanted a language of my own 
My lips were sucked empty and I mouthed the lines 
Of this crowd that surrounds me 
Punctured and parceled i fold my hand 
To this site that I sense that I am in asking 
What is this burning in my eyes?