Your Nervous System Leaves Much to Be Desired

I wonder how long it's been since my brother died
Began to see things other people can't see

The walls are in motion, and my mind is overbooked
My stomach churning, as I black out an old photo

And the mirror is a liar, telling me to dig my own grave
Set this room on fire, charred flesh with no name

(Sentimentality is slowly killing me)
(You're just a ghost of who I used to wanna be)
(Please, just give me a break)
(Nothing has ended up the way I wanted it to be)

Where are you going?
Where did this body comе from?

So pick up the scalpel, just a bit, just to feel
Close my еyes, clench my teeth
Everything I see makes me sick
So pick up the scalpel, just a bit, just to feel
Close my eyes, clench my teeth
Everything I see makes me sick

(Don't look at me)
(Just close your eyes, avert your gaze)
(Don't look at me, don't fucking speak)
Why won't you just tell me your fucking name?