BEGGING FOR BLINDNESS
In the mirror she stares in dismay
Could it really be that she looks this way?
She wishes her body would fit the mold
If only our hearts weren't so fucking cold
He'll embrace every image he's taught to be
Never knowing the roots of his misery
With mind and fist clenched so tight
We're raping out own minds
These precious moments of our lives
Are at the mercy of fucking dollar signs
Imprisoned by all that we own
And every image we desire to clone
So I beg for blindness in
This world where we are shown what to be
Begging for blindness to erase this disease
Let's burn each image we cannot acheive
We must erase this disease