Lyrics:

Handmade brass
Poised for the past
Made to sever and made to last
You timed this gift like a perfect test

Scissoring senseless things

Sharpened shine
Waiting on why
Break the seal on a certainty
The edge of anything so empty

Scissoring senseless things

Scissored nerves to numb every kiss
I cut the maps up to cheat distance
Slice to ribbons the senseless bliss of this