Letra de Suffering in reverse

There´s no reasoning with the
thin-skinned masochist. Your vanishing
act may prove an escape, so why
dig your teeth so deep and play
the gun-toting catalyst
to the quick return of my dormant insecurities?
Try to fly a needle
of a scream to your invisible ears.
Let your tongue taste my salt.
Tether my pain to your fault.
Under the heaviest skies, the stars pushing
me down, this celestial anvil I
wear like a crown. This stands as
a paragon of my fallible intuition.
Left so self-conscious like those
I deemed so confident. Left me
so frail like those I deemed so strong
before you. All the longing and
all the disgust and all the while
head held high. Clockwise scowl
from the giver of grins buckles his
knees like an explosion, turned
inside out suffering in reverse.