"White Knuckles" Lyrics

{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!!!