[00:00.000] 作曲 : The Uncluded
[00:00.000]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag
[00:03.824]Even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[00:05.071]There are times I kick and scream and cry
[00:07.325]Because I'm swept up in a hurricane
[00:09.090]Of shit that hard to leave behind
[00:10.585]This snowballs chances are fantastic
[00:12.329]With elemental firm my past hell bent on escalating fast
[00:15.085]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag
[00:18.577]Even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[00:20.322]If I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[00:22.572]I would whittle pogs into pentagrams
[00:24.586]Like say hello to my little friends
[00:25.824]Give me ten snip snip
[00:27.075]Harvester of middle men
[00:28.327]And thumbs pit against a bit of introspective sludge
[00:30.334]In a moment of resenting he's motivated of forgetting
[00:32.829]Home
[00:34.578]A den of grotesque over stepping
[00:35.835]Where blood ain't thick as a face full of spit
[00:38.088]From a eucharistic minister enraged with his kid
[00:40.339]The very same hand feeding Christ to parishioners
[00:43.836]Later bunched tight
[00:44.828]Punched lights out his miniatures
[00:46.323]And images I don't associate with my awareness anymore
[00:48.579]But I've recently been daring to explore
[00:50.576]Instead of bury
[00:52.075]Schlep home juggle the wet stones
[00:53.823]The handshakes sting
[00:55.319]But the hug is a death code
[00:56.573]The son of a spitfire
[00:57.827]Show up in the wet snow
[00:59.084]He's cutting the tripwire
[01:00.567]He's opened a window
[01:01.823]Like a mercenary gunning for a slumbering death stroke
[01:04.322]In the penultimate seconds of a budding crescendo
[01:06.824]These stone snows
[01:08.579]Scissorhands bets
[01:09.834]Cut a pig heart from a wicked mans chest
[01:12.090]Maybe hang it high on a fence for a fantasy alive in the eyes of revenge
[01:18.071]Oh
[01:18.829]And accidentally injure every jam band
[01:20.584]If I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[01:22.324]Hmm..
[01:23.569]I will wrap my arms around you
[01:27.839]And I will not let them get through to harm you
[01:33.586]My fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding you
[01:39.275]And I will not let them through
[01:42.172]To do the things they want to do to you
[01:50.678]I will wrap my arms around you
[01:55.920](I will wrap my arms around you)
[02:01.183]And I will not let them get through to harm you
[02:02.934](I will wrap my arms around you)
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[02:03.681][Chorus: Kimya Dawson & Both]
[02:04.924]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[02:06.921](And I will not let them get through to harm you)
[02:09.421](My fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding you)
[02:10.936]There are times I kick and scream and cry because I'm swept up in a hurricane of shit that hard to leave behind
[02:12.175](My fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding you)
[02:14.360]This snowballs chances are fantastic with elemental firm my past hell bent on escalating fast
[02:15.357](I know it's hard I do it too always react even if I ever lose)
[02:17.606]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[02:21.317](I know it's hard I do it too always react even if I ever lose)
[02:27.799]If I had Edward Scissorhands hands
[02:33.051]If I had Edward Scissorhands hands