Sewerperson - ​to the slaughter lyrics

In one mile, turn left on Garden Avenue
Now I just like you more, now
I just like you more, yeah
Now I just like you more

You should never have swung my
Face in that door now I just like you more
And you should never have taught
Me how to feel pain
'Cause now I just wait for more
Me or myself or my own sick mind
Who do I talk to more?
She'll always lay in the pit of my heart
Though she is not mine no more

Bring that down on my neck, you carver
I have been farmed like a
Lamb to the slaughter
I had drawn pleasure from
What they called torture
Tears for the man in the mask, oh, the horror
Dystopia is not so far away from this place
And I would put my life on
That we were born in wrap-up
And I can't even look at you right
Now 'cause I might throw up

She bleeds me (yeah)
Bleeds me (I don't know, I don't know)
She bleeds me and bleeds me

I just put my life on top
Of the line for some people
That never tried or would do the
Same but I'm still here
That was one hell of a night
I could've died like 20 times
I think my pride would've took my
Life and yet I'm still here
10 hours a day is unaccounted for
I think of what we're up
To when separated this long, i wonder
Hands all on my face pick at
My head trying get under
This drink start in my cup
And end in my thoughts
Leaving them sundered

Bring that down on my neck, you carver
I have been farmed like a
Lamb to the slaughter
I had drawn pleasure from
What they called torture
Tears for the man in the mask, oh, the horror
Dystopia is not so far away from this place
And I would put my life on
That we were born in wrap-up
And I can't even look at you right
Now 'cause I might throw up