Blunt Against The Cutting Edge Songtext / Lyric

Blunt/ on the cuttong/ edge!



This is stylistic disaster

Or so I'm told

Won't meet your estimations

Do well to fold

Can't keep up

to the dummy run

Am I redundant?



Nice and neat

(with a) sideline in grief

I'll stay unkempt



A real cutting edge is th scourge of the norm

For all the angst, you're tantrum-fuelled dolls



Abrasiveness a convenience

Sell for a score

Come up clean doing the dirty

Cut and run, then dissolve






Mould in motion

See straight through

Transparent you



A real cuting edge is the scourge of the norm

For all the angst, you're tantrum-fuelled dolls



I'm blunted, I'm blunted on the cutting edge

Sharpness diminished through truth to myself



I'm rusted, I'm rusted on the cutting edge

Sight-lines cloud over when met with pretence



Together.

Drop the act!

Drop the act!



I'm blunted, I'm blunted on the cutting edge

Sharpness diminished through truth to myself



I'm rusted, I'm rusted on the cuting edge

Sight-lines cloud over when met with pretence



Drop the act!

Drop the act!