Your familys rich and you feelin poor
Conscious like a nerve long gone sore
In a world of margueritas and computer games
Guess its enough to put you in shame
Doin very bad feelin really ill
Blowin doctors for sleepin pills
So you wanna die dont care who lives
Scratchin your crotch wondering what gives
Damn feels dirt cheap
How do you stand to be yourself
Right see right through you creep
Gonna push you off the shelf
Trade a sixpack for a switchblade - slit your wrist
Shakin with the fever of the screamin bloody twist
Scared to see - cut it out
Well all do better once youre dead and gone
Yeah so you took a stand
But you dont know what about
Stop now or carry on
Cut it off or cut it out
