Slipknot - Carve lyrics

…Doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the
Body in a way we don't fully understand
They're doing something rather curious with
The parts of the body

Salt my wounds, then lick them clean
Cloud of dust, and then I'm gone
Filled within by vindictiveness
A release, I need a release
Searching for an explanation
Way to make you understand
May I feel, my fascination
My need to cut my need to cut, to carve

Bleeding upon the silken pigtails
Watching the stain spiral down
Force the issue with the klaive
Releasing all the pain I've saved

(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) There's nothing inside
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Gonna let it out now
(Carve) There's something inside
(Carve) Nothing inside
(Carve) Something inside (Carve)

Pants so soft, so I get off with that
Sticky, wet bass rap
Gonna get your ol' face slapped
Bring more slicing, dicing, and enticing
Gonna slam dunk, you fat ass punk
Stickin' your rat face around
The boys hidin' place
(Count to four) Won't bring you any more
Lickin' what I'm stickin' in your face
Like you're in a race
(Don't slow down) 'Cause I'm comin' up
On your ass, like I wanted to pass
Fist-fuck (Cock-suck) corn-shuck (Tough luck)
Sortin' through only part that's left of you
(Your big fat, fuckin' mouth)
Eyes and ears all over the countryside
So there's nowhere for you to run and hide
(Form our attack back at our haven)
No one who thinks your life is worth savin'

(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) Won't give you a reach-around
(Sit down) Gonna beat you down
(Shut up) Gonna rip you up
(Get out) Show you what pain's about
(Fuck you) 'Round

Round carve carve