Give It

They’re selling plastic and we’re eating it.

I’m cutting open my body and reading it for you.

I’m dissecting my world and giving it to you.

There is nothing wrong with blood.

There is no danger in killing myself.

There’s no pain in this happiness.

Happiness in chains.

 

Happiness in chains.

 

 

Happiness in chains.

 

 

 

Happiness in chains.