Waist deep in blood, with a boxcutter by my side
And it might have been wrong but it's how I survived
And in my life, I have seen and done so many things
That I don't have shit to prove to any human being

Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?
Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?

Waist deep in blood, with a boxcutter by my side
And it might have been wrong but it's how I survived
This is my life, and I will live it my own way
So don't you step to me unless you're ready to bleed

Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?
Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?

Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?
Tell me, can you take the death of love?
Tell me, can you face the fear you serve?

Waist deep in blood
My mind is full of dreadful things
Like carving you up
Like doing most anything

Waist deep in blood
Oh, the joy of pain
Why am I so fucked up?
Why am I such an awful thing?
Waist deep in blood