One cut
Two cut
Three cut
Four
I watch your blood
hit the floor.
Five cut
Six cut
Seven cut
Eight
This is the product
of all my hate.
I slit your throat &
watch your blood flow
Don't do it yourself
It'll only soften the blow.
You cry for me
my hatred tears
built from your lies
from over the years.
I slash your throat
I slit your wrists
I enjoy the moment
NO!.... I'm not pissed.
I turn my head
to hide my smile
you're finally gone
and I'm not in denial.
I'll accept all the blame
because I don't care
I'm just so happy
to know you're not there.
One cut
Two cut
Three cut
Four
I watched your blood
hit the floor.
Five cut
Six cut
Seven cut
Eight
you were the product
of all my hate.
Satan sent me a message
and said all was well
and he thanked me too, for
sending you straight to Hell!
