Spill Yer Beans

Cut inverted, stitched up clean
Violently, finally
So much deeper than it seemed

Take a seat there
Feel calm?
It's alright now
That you're gone

Feel the slow creeping of my blade to your neck
Bleeding like you made the rest bleed

Fuck second chances, you made this bed yourself
With all the life you've stolen from people who needed your help
We'll dance on your grave
We'll dance on your grave