Lyrics:

Hey, knuckle-nicks**lf**I''ll tell you:**lf**It''s helping**lf**I''ll tell you:**lf**You''re doing the right thing**lf**I can see you''re used**lf**And I don''t know where you''ve been**lf**But I do know past failures still haunt you**lf**Thoughtless slow remarks you later regret**lf**It''s hard to own up and take the blame**lf**For being a nervous gibbering wreck**lf**So go on be a careless fucking onlooker**lf**So you can sit and not-think about pain**lf**I know about gasping attacks and mirror-blood**lf**I know about shitbags and shame**lf**I know a fuckload more than you realise**lf**A fuck of a lot more than you think**lf**I know why you can take a kiss**lf**But not a bone-count hug**lf**I know you bite your fat banana fingernails**lf**And I know why you''d need to shave**lf**I know you''re a slow fussy pathetic eater**lf**And I know you don''t sleep much**lf**But I''ll still tell you:**lf**It''s helping**lf**And I''ll still tell you:**lf**You''re doing the right thing**lf****lf**Question: did you ever hurt yourself to make somebody sorry?**lf**How often do you pretend to be sick?**lf**You ever wanted something very much but never told anybody about it?**lf**Are you such a slug you can''t live without a fucking sundae?**lf**You ever made a bit too much fuss over your cuts?**lf**Yes, the cutting will be quite dramatic**lf**If you get the crisscross slit right**lf**And show an exposed piece of bone**lf**Ready for harvest**lf**And in a few seconds'' time:**lf**In a drop of anal red the poison**lf**And your totally disgusting diseased unkempt disgusting excuse of a body**lf**Continues to react**lf**Till mere days after the cutting**lf**The cancer says well hello**lf**In between fairground muscle twitches**lf**And clearly white scaly shit**lf**Tinkerboy says burnt it out**lf**The little cunt doesn''t know what the fuck he''s talking about**lf**And just weeks after the cutting**lf**You really don''t know**lf**How well can you imagine**lf**How soon cheap tears are forgotten**lf**Because there''s no wasted kleenex or sympathy**lf**Nobody would give a fucking toss**lf**For a quasi-glamour of your symptoms**lf**For your Russell''s sign**lf**And for your atrocious sleepless lucidity**lf**Because what if they were provoked?**lf**It''s prefectness and it''s all there**lf**No more pointless trawling through self-helped books for triggering examples**lf**No more daytime trash or drunken wisdom**lf**At first it seems not to be working**lf**Till you get that imitation of danger**lf**That means you can no longer convince yourself it''s not working**lf**More and more and more**lf**So right now would be a good time for blackmail**lf**Who have you ever tried to make guilty?**lf**Have you ever told on anyone?**lf**What somebody has told you not to tell**lf**My question: I said have you ever told on anyone?**lf**Yet I''ll tell you:**lf**It''s helping**lf**And I''ll tell you:**lf**You''re doing the right thing**lf****lf**More and more you wonder if anyone really gives a fuck**lf**Do you sometimes feel that:**lf**You talk too much**lf**You don''t listen enough**lf**Do you admit to letting others push you around?**lf**Who''s pushing you around now?**lf**Who''s hitting on you now?**lf**Who''s the pervert hitting on you now, kuckle-nicks?**lf**Has he successfully perverted an ethic?**lf**Has he destroyed a doll body?**lf**I''ll show you what''s it like not to have hands**lf**And I''ll show you how to hold on tight**lf**I''ll show you how to piss on your own bedclothes**lf**And sit in a closet**lf**You''ll learn to sweat while unconscious**lf**And I''ll show you the electric stick**lf**You''ll learn about the kitty-cut**lf**Before the privilege of seeing your own blood**lf**I''ll let you suck brown-brown and clairil**lf**So you know how papa''s so brave**lf**I''ll show you the wide-awake nightmare**lf**And now you can buy some fucking fear**lf**So new question: can you:**lf**Spot a person who''s like me?**lf**Can you:**lf**Imagine a difference between their body and yours?**lf**Can you:**lf**Imagine a person who looks like me?**lf**Could you:**lf**Spot a person who looks unlike you?**lf**Can you:**lf**Spot a person who''s how you want to be?**lf**Can you:**lf**Imagine a person who you''d never want to be?**lf****lf**Transferring people is a fucking degrading thing to do to them**lf**And one day the you''ll understand that**lf**One day the you''ll understand that:**lf**Cut hands has the solution**lf**We''ll feed you to every hungry bird**lf**We''ll feed you to every starving animal**lf**And we''ll let them eat fat till they''re full**lf**And will let them drink blood till they''re drunk**lf**As I tell you:**lf**It''s helping**lf**While I tell you:**lf**You''re doing the right thing