A Protest in Lines Too Thin to Read Lyrics

A parent walks in on a child cutting themself,
Laughs and says "You're silly dear,
You're only hurting yourself.
So cut deep or don't cut at all."
Are u listening?
I don't care what your parents tell you,
Don't cut at all
Oh please be listening...
I don't care what those b******s tell you
Don't cut at all.

Staggering in,
You find a finger gagging yourself ,
You heave and say "I'm not like those pigs.
I don't care what's good for my health."

Controlling the room with tilted thighs,
It comes to me as no surprise that I even flicker on my own

Feed the one thats closer
As you're flickering on
Feed the one thats closed
As you flicker

Starving artist you will
I said it before
Shed your burdens and build on
You shed your clothes in spite
and whisper
You shed your clothes in spite
and whisper
I make the demands.

Well I'm doubting my portrait of skin
but I sure as hell won't find limbs down my throat
The substance of wait defines the beauty
laced behind the pride of my even scales they stand alone

So cut
Living deeply
Cut
No, not at all
You shed your clothes in spite
and whisper
You shed your clothes in spite
and whisper

You bare these lines to cleanse your system
You bare these lines despite the symptoms

I make the demands
I make the demands

Starving artist you will
I said it before
Shed your burdens and build on

We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, we won't give up now
We won't give up, won't give up, won't give up now