I refuse to sleep I will not eat I'm drowning in my bed Bind her hands to mine And make her blind She's lost the rest of time Babe, frothing at the teat Carry him to me His blood like cream Stars that fade away Their light will dissipate And carve another name Chorus X2: Cut it up Cut it up Cut it up Just before I take it Paint your lips with blood And clean your eyes You've stripped away the skin Babe, frothing at the teat Carry him to me His blood like cream Chorus x2 Cancer of thinking Thinking You've left behind All that You're wasting Wasting away Chorus x2