paroles de chanson White Knuckles - Foetus

{J.G. Thirwell)I've gotten to the point where I believe
Everything I sayI got a BIRTHMARK/DEATHMASK shaped
Like the USASEE ME SQUIRM with the sins of a nation
See meRUN ROUND IN CIRCLES of bitter frustrationMy
Neckties turned into a hangman's noose,
I'd cry in pain if the tearductscould cut me looseMy
Head's turned to rust... My skull's about to splitI
Can't get rid of this EMOTIONAL SHIT!
KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! I got hangnails on my hangnails...
Visions of the blackhooded hangman's nooseEvery time
I close my fingers (I) try to use my nailclippers to
Cut me looseMy cuticles are screaming for MERCY.
. Fingernails are bitten to the quickand the DEADMy
Head's turned to RUST... My skull's about to SPLITI
CAN"T GET RID OF THIS EMOTIONAL SHIT!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! Clenched fist - WHITE KNUCKLESClammy
Palms/Sticky Fingers/Chipped off Polish/Broken ThumbsClenched
Fist - WHITE KNUCKLES... KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! Clenched fist - WHITE KNUCKLESMy
Palm is red... my wrists are cut.
. My lifeline stops at the fifth of OctoberClenched
Fist - WHITE KNUCKLES... KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! The devil makes work for idle hands...
CLENCHED FIST - WHITE KNUCKLESThe devil makes work
For idle hands... CLENCHED FIST - WHITE KNUCKLESKNUCKLE
DOWN KNUCKLE DUSTERKNUCKLE DOWN
KNUCKLE DUSTERKNUCKLE DOWN KNUCKLE DUSTERKILL!!!