Between Hell and Super Hell

I guess my body is your commodity
And the land has turned into a sea of red and brown
Where is a rainbow when you need one?
I think both of us could really use one.
I wish I could offer you compassion
But the thought of me speaking sends a shiver down your spine
Moving through your hands, causing them to jolt
And make my mouth look like hell's deepest layer
Or so you say...