[Intro]
(JEWELXX)

[Verse]
Blood drip down my face
And I'm spaced like I'm Creepy-chan
I was down bad on Xanny, laced
Call me Tussin-chan
A paranoid, obsessive basket case
And I'm a creepy man
I might turn my wrist into fillet
Hide it with rubber bands
If you ask me if I am okay
I will say I am
Soon as you gon' turn the other way
I'm insane again
Cut open my wrist and let it spray
Now my room is red
Wanna put the pistol to my face
And let it break my head
I just feel disheveled and misplaced
And want this life to end

[Outro]
I might turn my wrist into fillet
Hide it with rubber bands
I might turn my wrist into fillet
Hide it with rubber bands
I might turn my wrist into fillet
Hide it with rubber bands
I might turn my wrist into fillet
Hide it with rubber bands