Start the needle up again as I crawl to the chair
Anticipate the pain
Feel the charge in the air, sick fascination

Can't wash away this alteration

Beneath the machine

Constant noise inside my head
Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink
Beneath the machine again


Sometimes a picture to make heads turn
Sometimes a badge of honor earned

Always a reminder of pain endured
Never a way to say these words


Beneath the machine
Constant noise inside my head
Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink

Beneath the machine again

Just remember

It's all for time
By skin be judged, with my skin define


Beneath the machine
Constant noise inside my head
Trading blood for ink, into torture I will sink

Beneath the machine again