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