We are the chopped, the chopped 

The lecer drops and stops 

This is not good or bad 

Transformers hum and pop 

The little dials they drop 

No reason to be sad 



It's only to be still with one more role to fill 

The widow stands inline, the loved one's killing time 

Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped 

It's either now or not 

No viction and no crime 



As you wander through your days, you leave the 

Moments lying cold and underpaid, your savings plans are sound 

They'll do somebody good when you are underground 



This is not good or bad 

No reason to be sad 

No viction and no crime 

Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped 

The ball is thrown and caught 

It's just the end of time 



The mourners ring the bells and shed tears for themselves 

It was really unkind to leave us all behind 

We are the chopped, the chopped 

But you've not said alot 

There's nothing to find 



You make patterns with your eyes and blacken in 

The details you don't recognize, you say that life is breath and when 

The breathing stops you turn mutter 

Death 



We are the chopped, the chopped 

But you've said a lot 

This not good or bad 

No reason to be sad 

We are the chopped, the chopped 

And when the pressure drops 

You simply stop, you stop 

You stop 

You're dead