Come the crunch

I'll lynch myself, if just to be first

Masochist plays cowardice, I know what's worse

Given chance, I'll bleed myself and let you spectate

Roll a sleeve, don't intervene, I just can't wait



Should you go?

Please don't forget to choke on your only joke

And any hopes you hang on



Now when you fantasize about your own face

Be sure and sack the viewer who heads his own taste

Amusing poor excuses, supplied my cuts and bruises

You forced my hand to choose it, who loses now?

Who loses?



Should you go?

Please don't forget to choke on your only joke

And any hopes you hang on