Text: Headstones. Cut.

You cut my hand on a razor man like in response to a request
We talked about living
Worried about dying
There's only one move we got left
Well it just goes down forever
Hatred it'll never die
And man you're talking crazy
The whole thing just escapes me
Like a suicide let it ride
I built a dam out of hatred man
Blocking out everything that I knew
I couldn't help thinking as my mind ceased blinking
There must 've been some light that got through
Well it just goes down forever
Hatred it'll never die
And man you're looking nervous

And you claim you don't deserve this like suicide
Let it ride
You cut my hand on a razor man
Smoke a long cold cigarette
We talked about living
Worried about dying
There's only one move we got left
Well it just goes down forever
Rolling down my spine
And man you're looking nervous
And you claim you don't deserve this like suicide
Let it ride