Lyrics - White Knuckles by Foetus

{
J.
G.
Thirwell)
I've gotten to the point where
I believe everything
I say
I got a
BIRTHMARK/
DEATHMASK shaped like the
USASEE
ME
SQUIRM with the sins of a nation see me
RUN
ROUND
IN
CIRCLES of bitter frustration
My neckties turned into a hangman's noose,
I'd cry in pain if the tearductscould cut me loose
My head's turned to rust...
My skull's about to split
I can't get rid of this
EMOTIONAL
SHIT!
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
I got hangnails on my hangnails...
Visions of the blackhooded hangman's noose
Every time
I close my fingers (
I) try to use my nailclippers to cut me loose
My 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
Thumbs
Clenched fist -
WHITE
KNUCKLES...
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
KILL!!!
Clenched fist -
WHITE
KNUCKLESMy palm is red... my wrists are cut... my lifeline stops at the fifth of
October
Clenched 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!!!

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