This Is Fucking Ecstasy

I'm sinking yet I'll strideA satchel filled with filesThe secrets of the tribeThe cameras follow me for milesBorn a slave in 1984,I discovered that my life is just a record they performedA maze where I was placedTell me what you think of this oneTell me what you think of this one'Cause now I've sold you outNow that there's no doubtNow I've called you outNow I've sold you outThey strapped me to the roofand cut right through meDiggin' through my woundsI watched them helplessly and shookWhere are my pills, where is my former lover?I've been betrayed by everyone I know who's blown my feeble coverSo tell me what you think of this oneTell me what you think of this gunNow I've sold you outNow that there's no doubtNow I've called you outNow I've sold you out'Cause the truth is this:I finally know what they conceived so long agoA baby rat for them to test,The poison's on a rubber breastFor me to learn; dependence on the shackles hereBut now they're goneThis place I live in hyper speedI shall not live; I shall not breathe againThis is fuckin' ecstasyThis is fuckin' leprosyIt's like they're fuckin' testin' meI'm in fuckin' ecstasy