Your blood and my blood, mixing together
Mixing together, from our third eyes
Feel it on your fingers, taste it
Fingers in the rusty vein
Your blood and my blood, mixing together
Mixing together, from our third eyes
Feel it on your fingers, taste it
Fingers in the rusty vein
Born and bred in violence
To violence we return
Born and bred in violence
To violence we return
At our body's junctures
To violence we return
At our body's junctures
To violence we return
Ripper, ripper, ripper
To violence we return
Ripper, ripper, ripper
To violence we return
When I was a child
I used a seam ripper
To cut my hands
When I was a child
I used a seam ripper
To cut my hands