Tekster: Otep. Shattered Pieces.

And this is how the world died
and this is how the world died

...i can hear you judging me.

[i'll hear your confession]
i found the best piece of me

[kneel down]
alone, shivering in the dark

[place your face between my thighs]
3 centimeters tall

[& talk to god...]
eating it's heart
.. but you will not feast on me today.

this is how the world died.

who will slay this thing?
[i forgive you]

who will play the butcher & end my suffering?
[i forgive you]

... i fucked the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty.
this is not a threat. [this is not a threat]

i'm not perfect, i'm not a beauty queen, i'm just me.
[no one escapes this life alive]

we are all,
prisoners here.

[all shapes & sizes]

... i scream for all the women i've never been but i hoped i would
be.
[i'm proud of who i am]

forever, chasing the sun.
[i'm proud of me]

... she bites her trembling mind.

it began as all tragedies do,
[forgive me, she's the one, forgive me]

with pain & deception.

... if you'll be the paper, i'll be the pen.
and this is it .. [i've tasted hell, & it tastes just like you]
my final plea.

no one is coming to save me.
no one is going to change things.

the answers will not drop from the sky.
i will not oneday wake with a different disguise.

the only solution ... is revolution.

[art is war ... fight, fight]
[[pain makes me safe]]

.. the odds were always against me.
[lose weight/clearly think]

i exist.
i am broken.

i exist.
i am broken.

.. if god is my father then i am an orphan.
i am broken.

i'm not a mistake
[my ancestry is a ghost story]

i'm a prophecy
[my love life is a crime scene]

i'm an omen
[my self-esteem is a string of unsolved murders]

the radio is brainwashing me,
filling my head with these self-conspiracies.

.. i am an emotional nightmare ..

i can't hide the pain inside
[builder of my own mythology]

just tell me ... you're listening