We are the chopped, the chopped
The lever drops and stops
This is not good or bad
Transformers hum and pop
The little dials they drop
No reason to be sad

It's only to be still with one role left to fill
The widow stands in line, the loved one's killing time
Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped
It's either now or not, no victim and no crime

As you wander through your days
You leave the moments lying cold and underpaid
Your savings plans are sound
They'll do somebody good when you are underground
Ground, ground, ground

We are the chopped, the chopped
This is not good or bad
No reason to be sad
No victim and no crime
Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped
The ball is thrown and caught
It's just the end of time
The mourners ring the bells and shed tears for themselves
It was really unkind to leave us all behind
We are the chopped, the chopped
But you've not said a lot
There's nothing to find

You make patterns with your eyes
And blacken in the details you don't recognize
You say that life is breath
And when the breathing stops you turn and mutter
Death, death, death

We are the chopped, the chopped
We are the chopped, the chopped
We are the chopped, the chopped
But you've said a lot
This not good or bad
No reason to be sad
We are the chopped, the chopped
And when the pressure drops
You simply stop, you stop
You stop, you stop, you stop (stop! stop! stop!)

You stop, you stop, you stop, you stop...
You stop, you stop, you stop, you stop...
Stop, stop, stop, stop....
You're dead