How To Handle A Rope

[Verse 1] Too late to think or filter any more A bitter pill to swallow Maybe you're in a blanket haze of ephedrine I'm wondering where the hell you been So come on and right this wrong, the rope [Chorus] You got it all right You got a feeling I'd rather open up my wrist let it go You got it all right You got a feeling Because devils and ropes around your neck Cursing them all And you can't hear it Can't hear it [Verse 2] Ain't got a mind to deal with any more Saboteur infiltrator and maybe more If you're not blind and deaf How can we pollute your head So come on and right this wrong The rope [Chorus]