A Protest in Lines Too Thin to Read Lyrics

Lyric discussion by andreaaaa 

Cover art for A Protest in Lines Too Thin to Read lyrics by Evaline

"I'm doubting my portrait of skin, but I sure as hell won't find limbs down my throat. The substance of wait defines the beauty laced behind the pride of my even scales, they stand alone."

It's basically saying that just because one thing doesn't look your so-call perfect (in this case, how their body looks) now doesn't mean it won't be in given time, and that only time can change such a thing - not the forced sickness by shoving your finger down your throat.