Cut Me Til I Bleed

Here I sit
In this shit
Too pissed to spit

Cold through the bone
Telemarketer on the phone
Wait 'til she's done
Can't quite reach my gun

Only action with
No reaction ...
For me
Can't let them win
So full of sin

Cut me 'til I bleed
Bleed me 'til I die
Rocky mountain high
There's hate under this big sky

Warm western wind
Chills to the bone
People are so cold
So far from home

Native is the cry
From whom no ancestors died
In pools of blood

Out of the sun
The rivers did run
With this pestilent flood

Cut me 'til I bleed
Bleed me 'til I die
My spirits cry
There's hate under this big sky

All around
The putrid stench of apathy
Invertebrate maggots stir
In poison flesh phlegmatically

Never have I seen so many
So happy to live in their own waste
Never have I seen so many
Who bring my bile to taste

In your world
I was yanked from the pixie's dream
The slaughter of innocents
And the scapegoat's scream

Hear it?
See it?
Feel it?

No, you're too busy
Being free

Bastards Breed
While martyrs bleed

Cut me 'til I bleed
Bleed me 'til I die
I am the evil
In your eye