Slash your wrist, pump your fist, cause it's all the same to us Seen all hopesand your dreams crumble and combust Tonight's the night, let's bust the gauge dance with death on a pale stage Novocaine this pain pumping through our veins
[Chorus] cut me cut slice kill i'm a used rolled dollar bill (at the end of my rope) cut me cut stab right through and i'm spilt all over you i'm so sick my sanity is lost and i just want it to stop
silent sex, f**king in the night can't see what you're doing, it feels right losing battle in a one man knife fight cut the noose and let me drop cause i'm hanging from the ceiling torn apart at the seams end it all with a match and a can of gasoline