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