when time to face the day it's more than i can bear
the living calls me but i'm stuck in this black chair
my body's stinking like a corpse i cannot care
my eyes are stinging from the grease that's in my hair
feel the chafe
dull razor... dry shave!
let's cut the bullshit kids it's time to get in gear
just moments left before existence is a smear
so drag the dulling blade across the unwet skin
the chafing pulling pain LET IT BEGIN