Round and round and round it goes
When it stops, nobody knows
Not until it gets it's fill
Of all the blood it wants to spill
When it gets you
With it's sharpened teeth
It'll tear right
Into your bones and meat
Shows no mercy and has no shame
Has no favorites
Inflicts the same pain

Joy and pain
Do we all feel the same?
Cause pain negates
Any joy I'm feeling
Agony it runs so deep
Like I have a million enemies
I can't rid myself
Of all my demons

Buzzsaw
Comes for you all
Such a hack job
Any final thoughts?

Round and round we go again
The bloodshed never seems to end
Chop you into a million pieces
Chances of getting caught decreases
Feels so right it feels so wrong
But the urge is just much too strong
When it's time to end it all
I'll take the buzz saw to myself

Joy and pain
Do we all feel the same?
Cause pain negates
Any joy I'm feeling
Agony it runs so deep
Like I have a million enemies
I can't rid myself
Of all my demons

Buzzsaw

Circular torment
An instrument of total destruction
Nothing can stop this
I have this unwavering fixation

This is your first and final warning
If you want to see another morning
You will do just as I say
Maybe you'll see another day