In a disaster story
A central conflict of primal rage
Usual sort of desperation
Characters remain the same

Never cut you out, I cut you in
Feeding on life's leftovers
I am writing to you
You should realize, it hurts in me too

Walk on broken glass
Is the pain safe at the end?
All the elements in life's complexity
Make our struggle infinite

Never cut you out, I cut you in
Feeding on life's leftovers
I am writing to you
You should realize, it hurts in me too

All the elements in life's complexity
Make our struggle infinite

Never cut you out, I cut you in
Feeding on life's leftovers
I am writing to you
You should realize, it hurts in me too

As I cut you in
Feeding on life's leftovers
I am writing to you
You should realize, it hurts as I cut you in