Repulsive emotions A voice from within It's pushing like vomit Yet stroking my chin My vains are exploding I'm hating my guts I still see a small child Inside of us Cut me out, I wanna cut me out, I want my cuts to count Cut me out, I wanna cut the deed I wanna make me bleed ♪ The taste of my dry mouth Reminds me of shame The anguish is tourture It wispers my name A loop of self hatred A circle of life Repairing the damage The cut of a knife Cut me out, I wanna cut me out, I want my cuts to count Cut me out, I wanna cut the deed I wanna make me bleed