Gimme a minute now I know I am a worthless soul Let my senses breathe so I can feel anything at all Cut me another piece of slack Cut me another piece of slack Cut me another piece of slack I need your rage no more Inside a siren song, a minuette Maybe a million repetitions more will cover it, huh? And gimme a second hand, I need some smooth love Although I know that in fact you need it more, I beg you to Cut me another piece of slack Cut me another piece of slack Cut me another piece of slack I need my stalemate shake no more This is a minuette And I think that you should leave 'Cause every fraction of this minute makes it hard for me to breathe My acid skin Through everything At least I feel something