[Intro] [choir over music box] Ten Nine Eight Seven Six Five Four Three Two One [Electric guitar solo] [Verse 1] Fuck this I’m dragging out my old shit again Showing teeth Showing you my darkness Friend No more Denying every splinter in my skull I’m done Playing this polite Made‑up doll I’m a fucking sicko With a wicked grin I tear my own mask Staple it to my skin And I hate these demons Posing up like gods Selling you sweet lies While they sharpen their claws [Pre-Chorus] Yeah they dress it up in gold But it’s rot inside Call it “love” and call it “holy” While they gut your pride [Chorus] What’s beautiful about the truth? It cuts straight forward Leaves you bleeding Leaves you proof Of what you ordered You can spit You can cry You can curse the sky But the truth walks in You can’t deny So I’m here to show you myself No filter No halo Just hell If you’re scared of the dark Don’t come in I’m a sicko with a wicked grin [Verse 2] I stitched my tongue To the script they wrote for me Choked on every “yes” Every plastic plea Now I rip that thread Out from vein and lip Let the black thoughts drip Let the real words slip I don’t want your blessings From your paper throne Keep your sugar sermons I’ll make my own I’m not your puppet Not your faithful son When the mask falls off You’ll see what you’ve done [Chorus] What’s beautiful about the truth? It cuts straight forward Leaves you bleeding Leaves you proof Of what you ordered You can spit You can cry You can curse the sky But the truth walks in You can’t deny So I’m here to show you myself No filter No halo Just hell If you’re scared of the dark Don’t come in I’m a sicko with a wicked grin [Bridge] [guitars drop to chugs Whispered vocal] Look in my eyes Tell me you don’t see yours too All that you hide Looks a lot like what I do Shatter that glass Step through the sin You kill your false god You finally begin [Chorus] What’s beautiful about the truth? It cuts straight forward Leaves you bleeding Leaves you proof Of what you ordered You can spit You can cry You can curse the sky But the truth walks in You can’t deny So I’m here to show you myself No filter No halo Just hell If you’re scared of the dark Don’t come in I’m a sicko with a wicked grin [Outro] [choir returns over sustained guitar]
