We are the chopped, the chopped

The lecer drops and stops

This is not good or bad

Transformers hum and pop

The little dials they drop

No reason to be sad



It's only to be still with one more role to fill

The widow stands inline, the loved one's killing time

Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped

It's either now or not

No viction and no crime



As you wander through your days, you leave the

Moments lying cold and underpaid, your savings plans are sound

They'll do somebody good when you are underground



This is not good or bad

No reason to be sad

No viction and no crime

Cause when you've stopped, you've stopped

The ball is thrown and caught

It's just the end of time



The mourners ring the bells and shed tears for themselves

It was really unkind to leave us all behind

We are the chopped, the chopped

But you've not said alot

There's nothing to find



You make patterns with your eyes and blacken in

The details you don't recognize, you say that life is breath and when

The breathing stops you turn mutter

Death



We are the chopped, the chopped

But you've said a lot

This not good or bad

No reason to be sad

We are the chopped, the chopped

And when the pressure drops

You simply stop, you stop

You stop

You're dead