Under The Knife

Buried deep under blood and skin A whisper a tempest is raging from within I hold my breath bitter proud Afraid to scream fire in the middle of a crowd I ponder incision envision the brain I beckon the surgeon to a slice against the grain now that I've waisted you the white room is pure the doctors are brave If there's a cure I want to be saved Sanctuary Under the knife sharp and shiny key Repair redeem resurrection Under the knife they'll cut you out of me Maybe love's imitation is life under the knife