Scissor Hands

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Everything you said is still under my skin
I was kept in the shadows with a fucking leash
I'm dodging your sword
If you battle diplomatic,
it doesn't exclude your offensive, problematic
You crafted a doll
Buttons in my eyes
I take them off
And I shoot precise
Bloodsucker, no more
Mindfucker, your goal
We share the same blood
Not the antagonist role
I let out some tears and you solidified them
You made a ring with them and wore it like a diamond
While I was left behind, incapable of climbing
You base your personal growth on your fake apologizing
You can talk shit with your friends
Then you'll call me Scissor Hands
Papercuts around my head
Burn them all up, not one left
I'm a puppet, needle and thread
But I can talk and make you scared
Words are pointy like a blade
Butter Boy to Scissor Hands
Ooh, ooh
You can call me Scissor Hands
Ooh, ooh
Rubies out of my blood cells
Ooh, ooh
Quality runs through my veins
Ooh, ooh
But the credit's on myself
Cruel to the Mother
In blame got her smothered
But to others you're a lover
While I'm bleeding like a gutter
I can build an armor, I can build a shield
Spikes on my helmet, spikes on my skin
My tenacity, I'll use it as a weapon
You can raise your voice, but I'll remain a spectrum
I lost layers of skin
Corpse in a living body
I don't lie about my truth
Don't tell me that you worry
For twenty fucking years
Your game of categories
Move your only horse
But don't forget about the story
A particle that branched into metal arteries
Light bulbs and notes are hanging from the chaos of it
I can't escape your blood
But I'll cut the stripes I'm tied with
I'll embrace my feminine 'cause I need no remedy
You can talk shit with your friends
Then you'll call me Scissor Hands
Papercuts around my head
Burn them all up, not one left
I'm a puppet, needle and thread
But I can talk and make you scared
Words are pointy like a blade
Butter Boy to Scissor Hands
Ooh, ooh
You can call me Scissor Hands
Ooh, ooh
Rubies out of my blood cells
Ooh, ooh
Quality runs through my veins
Ooh, ooh
But the credit's on myself

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