He’s a rotary, edges sharpen me
He can’t be saved in any way
Named it his identity
In the end he pretends to be
Train came, he stepped out of line
Said he’d finally been reborn this time
Thought i’d try with a bigger blade, but i was lazy
Like a black cloud, when he comes down
Mouth open wide, like a motor bike
Blame it on the difference
I can’t keep standing in piss
Maybe we’re just too comfortable
Maybe just scared to end it all
Thought i’d try with a bigger blade, but i was lazy
I couldn’t find a better
I couldn’t find a better
I couldn’t find a better sucker punch
Thought i’d try with a bigger blade, but i was lazy