A Razor in a Rosary

I made time, I got clean
But spent my whole damn life at the edge of my seat
I let go of my greed
And replaced it with an urgency to watch you bleed
In front of my eyes and at my feet, all night
You'll scream all the way back to hell now, sing with me

(Well get up now and sing it loud
It's a party in the morgue)

I guess I'm crazy
But delusional, I'd disagree
And you're not so pretty, you're just a razor in a rosary
That no one can see
We're all pawns in this injury of our lives,
I plead guilty to the worst degree

And I'll sing it loud, I'll shove it down your throats like therapy (My sorrow)
I'm bringing all the sinning, love the feeling in my arteries (I don't know)
I'm singing and beginning to feel like words don't mean shit to me (I feel so numb)
Who's bringing all this spinning in my vision and memory (And I won't go)

(You had enough of me yet?
Here we go)

I made time, got clean
But insanity seemed much more me
I let go of memory
And left a long dark trail of gasoline from your house to your feet
I watched you lay in vacancy of my lust and greed
All the way back to hell now, scream with me

I'll sing it loud, I'll shove it down your throats like therapy
I'm bringing all the sinning, love the feeling in my arteries
I'm singing and beginning to feel like words don't mean shit to me
Who's bringing all this spinning in my vision and memory

(Now the choir of anguish, like a wound, strikes through the tortured air
Now I have come to hell's full lamentation, sound beyond sound
I came to a place stripped bare of every light
And roaring on the naked dark like sea
Wracked by a war of winds
Their hellish fight)