I'm the sizzlin' flesh   When the inmate fries   I'm hidden in the scream   When the baby dies   I'm the lump in your throat   Whenever you grieve   And it's such a compliment to me   Through the night, hearing you scream      I am anxiety, pulling your strings   You will succumb to me   I am grief, and happiness I will gain   Whenever I hear your cries   I am pain   Your private pain      I'm the gruesome feeling   Growing in your stomach   I'm the heavy growing thoughts   That are making you sick   And I'm the last look up   When you jump off the bridge   And it makes me happy that I am me      I am anxiety, pulling your strings   You will succumb to me   I am grief, and happiness I will gain   Whenever I hear your cries   I am pain      Yeah      I am anxiety, pulling your strings   You will succumb to me   I am grief, and happiness I will gain   Whenever I hear your cries      I'm the salt in the wound   I'm the sweat on your brow   I'm the one little thing   That's holding you down   I'm the salt in the wound   I'm the sweat on your brow   I'm the one little thing   That's holding you down      [repeat last part over the chorus twice]      I am pain   Your private pain   Oh, I am pain   Your private pain