Pins and Needles: Music
Specimen
(Pins and Needles)
Specimen
I’m standing here
Under your heat
I feel your stare
This specimen
No one can hear
Screams that I make
Under this glass
Your specimen
Your look could kill
Caged in your glace
I glow behind
This specimen
Curled under foot
Nipping at heels
I hate, I burn
Your specimen
This trap you’ve made
Pinned to your mount
I lie in wait
This specimen
You stand above
We crouch below
We rage from shards
Your specimen