Forgiveness ties you up in knots-
Artificial flavors are bad, you know?
-I don't care for the taste either-
You must see hate in my eyes,
swirling deep in the blackness
like tapioca pearls.
Scream! Spit! Hell, beat me to pieces.
But forgiveness?
It hurts to see your sick attempt.
Hurt me or I'll hurt myself.
