Fuck the Facts jour de souffrance

I am not a victim, I am not looking for compassion.
I'm not cowardly, I'm not blind, I'm not.
Pierce me with your harsh words.
Pierce me so that I feel alive.
I am not a victim, I am not looking for compassion.
I'm not cowardly, I'm not blind, I'm not.
Pierce me so that I feel the impact, that I burn myself in this light
We start again to pretend not to see each other, pretending to want to end it.
To be certain that we are one.