Blood Moon - Make Them Suffer

I went and turned it off;

I’m not finished

I tried to stitch it shut;

I wasn’t finished

Please, please, please, beat me to pieces

I’ll never cry again, bludgeon me senseless

For the friend in my head, let’s endlessly talk

For the love of god, make him stop

Fill me with pain, I’ve had enough

Spill me, wipe me up and wring me out again

Spill me, wipe me up and wring me out again

(Now the blood moon is pulling it’s eyes out)

(And my friend in the dark dances on)

I’m not even there

No, I’m not even there

Get up, get up

Everybody wants a piece of me

Cut me up taste my misery

How come nobody wants a piece of me?

Stitch me up to fix my agony

Spill me, wipe me up and wring me out again

Cut me open;

I’m not even there

Spill my insides;

I’m not even there

Stitch me up and fix my everything, again

No, I’m not even there

Everybody wants a piece of me

Stitch me up and fix my misery

How come nobody wants of piece of me?

This schizophrenia’s got me, pulling my eyes out

This blood moon, it’s got me, pulling my eyes out

Please, please, please beat me to pieces

But now I’m pulling my eyes out

I’m not finished