Spill Yer Beans

Cut inverted, stitched up clean Violently, finally So much deeper than it seemed Take a seat there Feel calm? It's alright now That you're gone Feel the slow creeping Of my knife to your throat Bleeding like you made the rest bleed F*ck second chances You made this bed yourself With all the life you've stolen From people who needed your help We'll dance on your grave We'll dance on your grave