"compulsion"

digging, digging, digging your own grave,
dirt under nails is all that we save.
burn down, burn down, burn down the world,
rise from the ashes, three-second girl.

think you're something special? think you're really great?
think again, you'll end up on the ground prostrate
begging for just one more day to fix all the times
you fucked yourself up with your own mind

always racing for oblivion, crying for an end
breaking, breaking, breaking all this skin again.
always going to be the anti-breathing girl,
burn, burn, burn yourself down,
but don't scream to the world.