Razor Cuts

It calls to me

(A) Such a clean catch for me
You ask me if I want it to be
A part of the reason you're seeking to find
Inviting solutions twisting my mind

It calls to me
Drip, drip, feel it slip
Slipping in on you
Drip, drip, can't it strip
Your fevered life from you?

Save your incision for me
Prepare to suffer
As the razor's rippin' in
To the cleanest parts of me

Drip, drip, feeling sick
Sickness sighs from you
Quick, quick, enough to trick
The devils into you

Serving as a revelation
Fill your cup with indignation
Sever form the father
They will cut you down!
Down!
Down!
Down!
Down! (Down!)
Down! (Down!)
Down! (Down!)
Down!

Save your incision for me
Prepare to suffer
As the razor's rippin' in
To the cleanest parts of me

Grip of desperation, tearing away
Take your communion from me
Heaven's never far from sin
Hell will be your second skin
Razor lie, I lie in wait
Make the decision to force the incision in me

It calls to me
Such a clean catch for me
You ask me if you want it to be
A part of the reason you're seeking to find
Inviting solutions twisting my mind

Save your incision for me
Prepare to suffer
As the razor's rippin' in
To the cleanest parts of me
As the razor's rippin' in
To the cleanest parts of me
As the razor's rippin' in
To the cleanest parts of me
As the razor's rippin' in
In me