• The vomit you spill, the acid burning
    Twitching, need for the blood of the vein
    Hurry up, you this pain won't last
    The pleasure of being the freakshow

    You think this DNA is renewed
    Little do you know it's corroded
    Most of it is missing, not inside
    The pleasure of being the freakshow

    The child you bore incomplete outside
    Missing the right things for its being
    See? Count it off, on two three four
    The pleasure of being the freakshow

    You want something from me, now begging
    You want to partake of that sweet draft
    You abhor this pleasure affliction
    The pleasure of being the freakshow

    I'll give it to you, caught in the trap
    I know this pain, yet I love its touch
    Drowning in blood and twitching in need
    The pleasure of being the freakshow