Verse 1 Bathroom light — sterile lies Rust-red rivers in my eyes Rubber tourniquet, swollen vein Milk the poison, feed the pain Needle kisses rotting skin Yellow pus where steel’s been in Fever crawling through my bones Hormone storms inside my lungs Pre-Chorus Rot the blood Burn the glands Muscle towers built on sand Chorus CHEMICAL MASS — swollen and diseased Organs drowning slowly in grease Skin like leather stretched too tight A walking corpse that learned to fight CHEMICAL MASS — the mirror still screams “BIGGER… YOU’RE SMALLER THAN YOU SEEM” Verse 2 Liver bloats beneath the ribs Heartbeats stumble, crack, and skid Acid breath and sleepless rage Steroid ghosts inside the cage Back erupts in cystic sores Blood too thick to move anymore Night sweats soaking rotten sheets Paranoid of phantom heartbeats Breakdown PUSH THE PLUNGER WATCH IT FLOW ROT THE HEART LET IT GROW SWOLLEN TISSUE BROKEN VEINS BULK OF DEATH CHEMICAL PAIN Bridge Doctor’s voice behind the glass “You won’t live if this will last” But the needle calls my name And the mirror feeds the shame Final Chorus CHEMICAL MASS — bloated and obscene Hormone rot beneath the skin Muscle graves stacked to the sky Still too small until I die
