It's my lack of sensitivity that makes me who I am A sunken buried treasure chest, shall I draw you a diagram Wrap my wrists in heavy gauze that's two less for me to choose A sunken buried treasure chest, makes me who I am Diagram, it's who I am Diagram, it's who I, who I, who I am... Much love I got for those who give me 15 minutes or more Strip me of my dignity and treat me like a whore A sunken buried treasure chest, makes me who I am So forget you worthless piece of shit Just follow the diagram Diagram, it's who I am Diagram it's who I who I who I am The picture perfect purity Soils me to the bone The picture perfect God in me Destroys me when I'm alone I swear to God I'm not so bad If you search for Who I am The picture perfect God in me Makes me who I am Diagram, it's who I am Diagram it's who I who I who I am...