[Verse 1]
Cut throat, now having to shave
Blood drops down the shirt
Losin' the country edge that once was had
And missing home, but too soft to return
Wrong clothes are worn now

[Verse 2]
Split the screams into two
I'm better off than everyone else
A part inside is missing now
Miss having it, I miss losing it too
Blood drops stains the clothes
No one to help anymore