Light that fuse, back up three steps and bite down on that bullet.
You've been doing this way too long and it can't be fixed.
Don't worry it can't be fixed so pull up that chair and s** down that trouble
Misery is the fuel that keeps this broken down, lifeless instrument running
I'm sinking in cursory and I'm sinking headfirst
Clear your dusty throat and taste that stiletto
Can you taste that metal?
Don't worry it can't be fixed.
Don't worry it can't be fixed so don't worry
Light that fuse, back up three steps and sink without trace
Hold me down till I stop crying.
I don't want to feel this anymore
Hold you down cause you're not trying.
I don't want to feel this anymore
I don't want to k** you anymore.
Is this what you were designed for?
Did you think you had it coming? Hell follows with you