i cut out my brain Lyrics by Jessie Mazin
I cut out my brain and shoved it in my back pocket
Then I went about my business as usual
I cut out my tongue and held it in my left hand
And I stood there while it told me I was beautiful
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
I can’t feel the pain and everything goes my way
But I’m leaving a trail of blood in my wake
No, I can’t feel a thing, and I won’t dare turn around
And risk ruining such a perfect day
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it nice?
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it?
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it? (Nice)
Isn’t it?
I cut out my spine and both of my knees
And left them on the porch to dry
No, I can’t feel a thing, but I can bend every which way
So put me where you want me