Pain/Boredom - Direct Hit!

Writhing serpent forced on itself

Chewing its body from bottom to top

There’s laughing and pointing

But can’t fuckin' stop chewing, gulping, shaming itself

Crying «don't want to!»

(«That's what it gets!»)

You want it, need it — sole feeling left

Skinless, eyeless, dickless, senseless

Screaming, shaking, nothing but clutching on to existence

(«That's what you asked for!»)

Suffering over and over again

Pain or a soul-crushing boredom?

Pain or a memory serum?

Stains like you get nothing better

(«Fuck you!»)

Binary choices for you’s all you get

You made the choice and you’ll swallow it now