Cut By the Blunt

I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over me
 I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over
 I can see red, I can see red
 I keep seeing red
 I see red, red, red, red
 Of all the tears I've shed
 The last was meant for you
 Those eyes that could pierce
 Injecting something new
 Killing kisses and slaughtered seduction
 With your chainsaw charm
 A bloody beginning to an untouched tale
 Of honesty and lies
 I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over me
 Of all the blood I've lost
 My last drop's saved for you
 Tongue with a knife's edge
 Lacerate my emotions too
 Wounding words and punctured promises
 Still stain my mind
 A lonely end to a blood-soaked story
 Of honesty and lies
 I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over
 I can see red, I can see red
 I keep seeing red
 I see red, red, red, red
 Stabbed in the back yet no blood drawn
 I've been cut by the blunt
 I've been cut by the blunt
 Slashed my throat still no skin torn
 I've been cut by the blunt
 I've been cut by the blunt
 Stabbed in the back yet no blood drawn
 I've been cut by the blunt
 I've been cut by the blunt
 Slashed my throat still no skin torn
 I've been cut by the blunt
 I've been cut by...
 I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over me
 I can feel it getting hold of me
 I can feel it taking over
 I can see red, I can see red
 I keep seeing red
 I see red, red, red, red