Texty: Slow Club. I'm Alive.

I took my eyes out
And put them in my mouth
I saw things only surgeons see
A unique view of my body

I put my fingers
Inside a hole
Electricity poured in me
If I was a chain then I'd be free
And that's why I find it hard
To believe

I cut my hair off
It didn't even hurt
Is it even a part of me?
It seems to grow so independently

I took my ears off
And threw them in the sea
If I was a whale I'd be happy
There's little fish eating big fish
And the things that are backstabbed they cannot breathe

And that's why I find it hard
To believe
Yeah to believe

I blew my face off
But not quite well enough
I can't do anything right
I don't do death
I don't do life
And that's why I find it hard
I'll be okay, I'll be alright
I'll survive
Cos I'm alive