​that’s actually the doctor’s name

There's no going back to
There's no place that I have been
Man, I know I have to
Salvage scraps or something
'Cause I'm the doctor
And I'm the monster
And I'm the lightning
And I'm the feeling
And I'm the village
And I'm the fire
And I'm the graveyard
And I'm the liar

Saying you don't see the seams
Is saying that you're not seeing me
But what else is there?
A collection piece by piece
Amorphous amalgam, backwards beast with half-cool hair

And I can't possibly be representational body with modeled limbs
A patchwork typе of life
I will never know what it's likе to be one of them
And I barrel through the door
Striking frame hit by the light in all the wrong ways
I try to clean myself up through all the stitches
All the blood, they make you feel unsafe

There's no going back to
'Cause there's no place that I have been