"Carve" lyrics
...Doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body...
Salt my wounds, then lick them clean
Cloud of dust, and then I'm gone
Filled within by vindictiveness
A release, I need a release
Searching for an explanation
Way to make you understand
May I feel, my fascination
My need to cut. My need to cut, to carve
Bleeding upon the silken pigtails
Watching the stain spiral down
Force the issue with the klaive
Releasing all the pain I've saved
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) There's nothing inside
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Gonna let it out now
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Nothing inside
(Carve) Something inside
(Carve)
Pants so soft, so I get off with that
Sticky, wet bass rap, gonna get your ol' face slapped
Bring more slicing, dicing, and enticing
Gonna slam dunk, you fat ass punk
Stickin' your rat face around the boys hidin' place
(Count to four) Won't bring you any more
Lickin' what I'm stickin' in your face like you're in a race
(Don't slow down) 'Cause I'm comin' up
On your ass, like I wanted to pass
Fist-fuck, (Cock-suck) corn-shuck, (Tough luck)
Sortin' through only part that's left of you
(Your big fat, fuckin' mouth)
Eyes and ears all over the countryside
So there's nowhere for you to run and hide
(Form our attack back at our haven)
No one who thinks your life is worth savin'
(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) Won't give you a reach-around
(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) 'Round
Round
Carve
Carve
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with the parts of the body...
Salt my wounds, then lick them clean
Cloud of dust, and then I'm gone
Filled within by vindictiveness
A release, I need a release
Searching for an explanation
Way to make you understand
May I feel, my fascination
My need to cut. My need to cut, to carve
Bleeding upon the silken pigtails
Watching the stain spiral down
Force the issue with the klaive
Releasing all the pain I've saved
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) There's nothing inside
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Gonna let it out now
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Nothing inside
(Carve) Something inside
(Carve)
Pants so soft, so I get off with that
Sticky, wet bass rap, gonna get your ol' face slapped
Bring more slicing, dicing, and enticing
Gonna slam dunk, you fat ass punk
Stickin' your rat face around the boys hidin' place
(Count to four) Won't bring you any more
Lickin' what I'm stickin' in your face like you're in a race
(Don't slow down) 'Cause I'm comin' up
On your ass, like I wanted to pass
Fist-fuck, (Cock-suck) corn-shuck, (Tough luck)
Sortin' through only part that's left of you
(Your big fat, fuckin' mouth)
Eyes and ears all over the countryside
So there's nowhere for you to run and hide
(Form our attack back at our haven)
No one who thinks your life is worth savin'
(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) Won't give you a reach-around
(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) 'Round
Round
Carve
Carve
