I feel it right at the heart of me
and it grips me physically

Dragging down so far below
And it’s a violent vertigo

Digging it in like a parasite
Feeding off what I keep inside

Manifest when I’m throwing [bad word] 
To the cold and the nebulous

Something’s changing
Re-arranging me
Just beginning
my own surgery

i’ll cut away everything
And tear away everything

Confining
Defining

i’ll cut away everything
And tear away everything

And i’ll escape myself

I cast off what it means to be [bad word] by the happening

Moving past the experience
Never dwell on the evidence

Breaking it off of the identity
 [bad word] and kill it when i contravene

i’m dissolving all of this
In the full metamorphosis

Something’s changing
Re-arranging me
Amputating
what I no longer need

i’ll cut away everything
And tear away everything

Confining
Defining

i’ll cut away everything
And tear away everything

And i’ll escape myself