beneath the machine

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