Lyrics:

I Cut My Nails To The Quick
but Still I Was Caught With My Hand In The Till
red-Handed.
give Me Something,
give Me Anything
the Threat Of Everything Is When It Becomes Nothing At All
fingers Reaching, Trophy Swelling
that's When Desire Trips Me Up.
got A New Technique Money Let's The Pieces Fit Where They Fall.
privilege - It Sanctions Everything.
security - A Net Under It All.
my Fingers Reaching, The Trophy Swelling
that's When Desire Trips Me Up.
i Cut My Nails To The Quick
but Still I Was Caught With My Hand In The Till.
red-Handed