I feel like I was put on this earth To complain I know, here I go again Distilling my misery Into some verses and a refrain Three minutes of pain But I'm just a butcher Keeping up with my orders Loading lyrics Into melody mortars ♪ Some drugs don't die They just hide in my cells Seeping into the stories I tell Maneuvering my body and soul Almost like a spell Before sending them both off to hell But I'm just a butcher Keeping up with my orders Loading lyrics Into melody mortars Yet these weapons They are nothing but cutlery Mere toy guns In a butchery ♪ You'd think that love could actually do something But like a stone by a grave, it says nothing You'd think that love could actually do something But like a stone by a grave, it says nothing And I'm just a butcher Keeping up with my orders Loading lyrics Into melody mortars Yet these weapons They are nothing but cutlery Mere toy guns In a butchery Toy guns in a butchery