Body Terror Song

I’m so sorry that you have to have a body I’m so sorry that you have to have a body, oh yeah I’m very sorry that you have to have a body One that will hurt you, and be the subject of so much of your fear It will betray you, be used against you, then it’ll fail on you my dear But before that, you’ll be a doormat, for every vicious narcissist in the world Oh how they’ll screw you, all up and over, then feed you silence for dessert I’m so sorry that you have to have a body So very sorry that you have to have a body, oh yeah I'm sorry that you have to have a body Filled with infection One hundred scabs singing in unison Eyes and hands, sometimes bullets, Uninvited, passing through us Uninvited, passing through us I’m sorry that you have to have a body I’m sorry that you have to have a body