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