i just might press my flesh up to yours to feel
your youth your consequence
the odds you're up against
you drove a stainless steel stud
through your tongue
to demonstrate your pain threshold
to illustrate your freedom
i can't listen to you because you're talented
i might be influenced by the fanfare of success
so desirable, so mean
in collusion with the greasy machine
you drove a stainless steel stud through your lip
to amplify your love with another
to temper any ego-trip
you never meant to outshine anyone
disfiguration is versed in invention
an example of your freedom