I can't bow to all your little insecurities

I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me

Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me

I'm picking out the stitches

Picking out the stitches of your hate.

Fake, another face, another intervention

Eyes of the enemy or is this my reflection?

Come and make another cut, a little neat incision

Feed on the misery that breeds in your suspicion

I'm a sacrifice, antichrist, anarchist, nihilist

Now, cut a little deeper

Hate, another death, another crucifixion.

So, what's the issue?

I don't see the point in suffering

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away

Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back

Just stay alive, just stay awake

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away.

I can't bow to all your little insecurities

I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me

Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me

I'm picking out the stitches of your hate.

Take a deeper breath, a final suffocation

Break from the smothering and choking on the question

I'm a fantasist, activist, masochist, pacifist

Now, cut a little deeper

Die another death, another resurrection.

So, what's the issue?

I don't see the point in suffering

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away

Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back

Just stay alive, just stay awake

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away.

I can't bow to all your little insecurities

I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me

Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me

I'm picking out the stitches

Picking out the stitches of your hate.

I'm picking out the stitches

I'm picking out the stitches of your hate

I'm picking out the stitches

I'm picking out the stitches of your hate.

So, what's the issue?

I don't see the point in suffering

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away

Don't turn the cheek, don't turn your back

Just stay alive, just stay awake

Sever the ties, sever the chains

And break away.

I can't bow to all your little insecurities

I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me

Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me

I'm picking out the stitches

I can't bow to all your little insecurities

I'm picking out the stitches that you gave me

Cut a little deeper, try and hurt me

I'm picking out the stitches

Picking out the stitches of your hate.