CUTS

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

It’s a drunken people’s morning curse
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
Precious, your veins are dry

This is a hand that cuts me stripes
This is a hand that cuts me….

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