Rip it all apart and carefully dissect your mess Re-organize and try to find your self-love that you’ve suppressed All the pieces that you’re looking for lay at your feet And no one else can clean this mess Get up, dissect it piece by piece I was told that I was holding a long lived curse Trapped down by my father’s, father’s line It’s leaving, I feel it moving out I refuse to wear this mask That you tied on my face I need you to look in my eyes and watch what I’m releasing out this cage