Cut me open and you'll find
A brain, heart, liver, lungs
And a knife in the spine
It's chilling to know
That the last place you go
Might be where the fat lady sings
Does it hurt? I don't know
And where do we go?
We don't tease fragile minds with such things
So sell me down the river
First help me sell my soul
It's something I know I can deliver
I think we finally broke the mold
It's getting harder to know if I'm sane
My issues are leaking outside of my veins
Somebody save me, or end me
I haven't yet made up my mind
If it lead to paranoia
Boy, you might want to hit the floor
Before exposure leads to a metamorphosis
We can't ignore
Lost in a whisper and hung on a prayer
If you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
So sell me down the river
First help me sell my soul
It's something I know I can deliver
I think we finally broke the mold
Will I be an end to someone's destiny?
Who's to know?
And will I give right in to my aggression?
Who's to know?
Will I fall apart all alone?
Who's to know?
Or will I shine right through
And lay this hate to rest with all of you?
So sell me down the river (down the river)
First help me sell my soul
It's something I know I can deliver
I think we finally broke the mold
