Cut off my hands
They're only pain
I’m trying not
I’m trying not
To mix our blood
It's not the same
To mix our blood
It's all the same
Getting high never coming down

Cut off my hands
They’re only pain
I’m trying not
To fix our lungs
They’re not the same
To fix our lungs
They’re all the same
Getting high never coming down

Feels right to feel so wrong
Never coming down again
Feels wrong to feel so right
Never coming down again

Cut off my hands
They're only pain
I’m trying not
I’m trying not
To mix our blood
It's not the same
To mix our blood
It's all the same
Getting high never coming down