i was sitting in a house
a decorated house
the decorated house that shut my mouth

i was fighting with a voice
an overwhelming voice
the overwhelming voice which made my choice

i was running down a path
a fairly beaten path
a fairly beaten path which came up too fast

i was building up a storm
a very hurtful storm
the very hurtful storm which took my form

i was sticking out my throat
my pretty mangled throat
my pretty mangled throat which sealed my vote

and let me see you for what you truly are