Genitorturers - Razor Cuts lyrics

It calls to me (A) Such a clean catch for me You ask me if I want it to be A part of the reason you're seeking to find Inviting solutions twisting my mind It calls to me Drip, drip, feel it slip Slipping in on you Drip, drip, can't it strip Your fevered life from you? Save your incision for me Prepare to suffer As the razor's rippin' in To the cleanest parts of me Drip, drip, feeling sick Sickness sighs from you Quick, quick, enough to trick The devils into you Serving as a revelation Fill your cup with indignation Sever form the father They will cut you down! Down! Down! Down! Down! (Down!) Down! (Down!) Down! (Down!) Down! Save your incision for me Prepare to suffer As the razor's rippin' in To the cleanest parts of me Grip of desperation, tearing away Take your communion from me Heaven's never far from sin Hell will be your second skin Razor lie, I lie in wait Make the decision to force the incision in me It calls to me Such a clean catch for me You ask me if you want it to be A part of the reason you're seeking to find Inviting solutions twisting my mind Save your incision for me Prepare to suffer As the razor's rippin' in To the cleanest parts of me As the razor's rippin' in To the cleanest parts of me As the razor's rippin' in To the cleanest parts of me As the razor's rippin' in In me