Martyr Ad - Late Night Faith Healer

Another dead cliche
Another jaw closes
Around my throat today
I remember what I told you
But can't remember why
How we always ruin our only chance
How we're waiting here to die

I'll peel off my skin
I'll blacken both my eyes
I'll ask another question
No reply
I'll peel off my skin
Beneath a empty sky
I'll laugh my life away
And give up one more time
Another murdered minute
An hour put to rest