Sick Bastard by EML Lyrics

I feel it cross my skin
I've felt this feeling once again in the end
In a way, I seal my chest beneath my skin
My golden cave
Why trap my mind within this cell composed of skin?
In a way, I crease my spirit like a page
I know he taunts me

Sick thievin’ bastard
Black eels in me crawling up
Espionage fell away up inside of ya
This fragile glasswork
Enveloping everything
Cracking, but my soul’s ever young
Things are changin’ babe