A piece of plastic
Around my neck
Tie a rope
Leave me for dead
Feel my skin
Deep within
Touch me now
The unmasked sin

I can't let go
I can't hold on
She hates me now
My faith is gone
Lost forever in
This darkened hate
What can I do?
Nothing but wait

It warms my heart
The old lost place
She's un-reformed
And has no face
Her skin is tender
And close to break
All this hell
Is what we make.
She calls to me
I can't go back
My common sense
Is what I lack
The plastic burns
As it stings and hates
Like my burden
Longing to fate