Cuts

Cuts on wrists
Cuts on hips
Cuts on that
Cuts on this

It's a drunken people's morning curse

This is a hand that cuts me stripes
A self-destructive sweetheart's cry
This is a hand that cuts me high
My precious, your veins are dry

Lyrics (c) Suzi Sabotage
Music (c) Sebastian Holm, Masquerade