I ghost through their bodies Like a worn out trophy But your tongue gets the glory When you push me out of orbit They strand me in a corridor To a heaven you monitor I suffer the hands upon my neck But agonize with whispers in my head I’m just a trope Well-worn to the bone The past brings the thirst So my future is cursed Say the word Say the word Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core Say the word Say the word (louder) Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core I ghost through their bodies Till I find out in the morning You really blackout my pain When you babble the shame My melody sounds euphoric But I feel the crematory You see a bitch in lingerie But bruises come with delay They rise to heaven I burn instead Got no escape Under your stare Say the word Say the word Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core Say the word Say the word (louder) Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core You think it’s pleasure When my body succumbs But my gesture Shows the mind never numbs Their acts might be creepy But your talk is my reaper So the rape goes on As the streets shoot me down Say the word Say the word Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core Say the word Say the word (louder) Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core Say the word Say the word Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core Say the word Say the word (louder) Tattoo my soul Carve a hole to my core A hole to my core A hole to my core A hole to my core