Day in and out
I'm surrounded by pain
Corroding my edges
Leaving me barren
It eats with fury
I've got little left
Nothing to focus on
Nothing left but pain

I push and I pull
I froth and pound the walls
The bars are almost gone
But the shards still cut me
The piles of rust
Collecting at my feet
Stain me once again
Leaving me still red

This knife is part of me
Becoming my own flesh
Every breath a twist
And every tear a scar
To dig out this knife
I hire more
Cut this knife from me
Cut one thousand more

How much is real? (How much is illusion?)
I can't even tell (And that just adds to it)
There's something broken (There's something cracked)
But which one is my flesh (And which is in my head?)

Night after night
I still can not sleep
The waking thoughts tear
And dreams stitch me bloody
The knife in my side
Keeps any joy at bay
And cuts me just shy
Of anything alive

This knife is part of me
Becoming my own flesh
Every breath is a twist
And every tear a scar
To dig out this knife
I hire more
Cut this knife from me
Cut one thousand more

This knife is my flesh
These blades have become me
This knife is my flesh
And I am no longer my own

How much is real?
(I can't even tell)
How much is illusion
(Just adds to it)
I can't even tell
(If anything is broken)
It just adds to it
(Just adds to it)
There's something broken
(Is it my flesh)
There's something cracked
(My mind is wrong)
Which is my flesh
Is it real
Is it all in my head?

There's something broken
(Is it my flesh)
There's something cracked
(My mind is wrong)
Which is my flesh
Is it real
Is it all in my head?

How much is real?
How much is illusion?
I can't even tell
And it just adds to it
There's something broken
There's something cracked
But which one is my flesh?
And which is in my head?