Rammstein - Cut
I create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
Can't escape this place...
I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me please, all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it
Hand Son My Face Over Bearing
I Can't Get Out
Ran at my own cost...
Hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
All around me, weak...
I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging
I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me please, losing all reserve
I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
There is something in you I despise
Cut me; show me; enter; I am
willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I can't die