Contortions Lyrics

You made a lousy rubber man
You never chose it, it sure as hell was not the plan
Was the circus gig all you could land?
Or where you born into the freak show tent by the cotton candy stand?

So tired of contortions, and the way they won't suffice
You'll put it all down on the longest odds and throw the dice
Your deepest muscle tissue screams for mercy from the strain
Of you trying to take on shapes you weren't meant to attain

Ringmaster cracks the whip again
When you can't hold the freakish pose dictated by his whim Each one more punishing than the last
Each one the final proof you should kick his sadistic ass

You didn't ask to be born
Didn't come into this world requesting any kind of scorn
There was nothing wrong with you when you arrived
Not until they twisted you into what you despised

What happens when you finally snap?
When you can't take another nanosecond of the crap?
If you could would you walk away?
If you knew right down the road there'd be another place to stay?

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