Tool - Bottom
Compassion is broken now. Wounds, they're openin' now.
Desire is broken now. Makes me feel ugly.
On my knees and burning. My piss and moans are fuel that set my head on fire.
I set my head on fire. Smell my soul, it's burning.
Broken, lookin' up I see the enemy.
And I have swallowed the poison you feed me.
But I survived on the poison you feed me.
Guilt fed. Hatred fed. Weakness fed.
It makes me feel ugly.
I'm on my knees, I'm burning. My piss and moans are human.
I set my head on fire. I'm dead inside.
Shit adds up. Shit adds up. Shit adds up.
Shit adds up at the bottom.
If I let you, you would make me destroy myself. In order to survive you, I must first survive myself. I
can sink no further, and I cannot forgive you. There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to
erase you. I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain. I will use my mistakes against
you. There is no other choice. Shameless now. Nameless now. Nothing now. No one now. But my
soul must be iron 'cause my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless, and my fear is naked.
Dead inside...
Nameless now. Shameless now. Nothing now. No one now.
(Shit adds up) As you see me naked now. Fearless now.
Naked now. Fearless now.
(Shit adds up) It leaves me dead inside! Dead inside!
Hatred keeps me alive. Hunger has kept me alive.
Weakness keeps me alive. Guilt keeps me alive at the bottom.
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