anonymous Apr 5th 2013 !⃝I am my own parasite - I am consuming myself, completely dependent on myself, without another means of support. Very lonely. Further - We feed off each other, we can share our endorphins. He's his own parasite, no host, empty, he is a self sustaining "Doll," a product, he and those who would consume him can share their endorphins, including us, the fans who probably asked too much. Doll steak, test meat - what he's become, he's there to be consumed, a commodity no longer human. He's processed. He's meat. Perhaps the chorus is stream of consciousness, but seems to be lucid enough in documenting his utter loneliness, isolation, depression, addiction, coping with his loss of his humanity, the suicidal contemplation, the physical drain, being pulled every direction, eventually broken, and when he tries to chill out, to escape, even go into rehab, the scent (possibly of heroine?) is still there, beckoning. It could also just be the scent of the monster that his life has become, this endless mass that would consume him... Milk it for all its worth, right? Milk him, the band... Just a thought.
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