Even the racing crowds have a lightly cracked perspective
A totally flat perspective, no matter how you stay or cry
A lively beat keeps time—no need to clap
The chain revving so angrily you wanna forget
Roar, engine, drown everything out
Click your tongue now
Rusted black
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And I can't stop
I can smash, tear, but it won't stop
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry?
Tell me why...?
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And it can't stop
A nightmare each time
Blood pours down my throat
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry...?
Tell me why... you grinning?
Invaded by delusions
Right brain inoperable, attempting to compensate with
Hands of Love!
Yeah, yeah
A perfect gentleman eating up all the bad schemes that made him laugh
Standing up with a head rush, he had the words
"The CHAINSAW is the Hand of Love"
"Wait, wha?"
The visible crowds have a lightly cracked perspective
A totally flat perspective, no matter how you stay or cry
The lively beat keeps time with a distorted clean tone
The chain revving fast because you wanna forget
Drown everything out, engine
Teeth grinding, and now look
The red's seared into your mind
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And I can't stop
I can smash, tear, but it won't stop
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry?
Tell me why...?
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And it can't stop
A nightmare each time
Blood pours down my throat
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry...?
Tell me why...
Resounding bad news
At the party where devils plan peace
Sounding all the engines
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And I can't stop
I can smash, tear, but it won't stop
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry?
Tell me why...?
CHAINSAW BLOOD
My blood seethes and boils
And it can't stop
A nightmare each time
Blood pours down my throat
Hu Hu Hu Hu
Tell me why cry...?
Tell me why... you grinning?
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