The Uncluded - Scissorhands Lyrics
[Hook: Aesop Rock, Kimya Dawson]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bagEven if I had Edward Scissorhands handsThere are times I kick and scream and cryBecause I'm swept up in a hurricaneOf shit that hard to leave behindThis snowballs chances are fantasticWith elemental firm my past hell bent on escalating fastThere are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bagEven if I had Edward Scissorhands hands[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]If I had Edward Scissorhands handsI would widdle pogs into pentagramsI could say hello to my little friendsGive me ten snip snipHarvester of middle menAnd thumbs split against a bit of introspective sludgeIn a moment of resenting he's motivated of forgettingHomeA den of grotesque over steppingWhere blood ain't thick as a face full of spitFrom a eucharistic minister enraged with his kidThe very same hand feeding Christ to parishionersLater bunched tightPunched like Santa's miniaturesAnd images I don't associate with my awareness anymoreBut I've recently been daring to exploreInstead of MarySchlepped home jugging the wet stonesThe handshakes stingBut the hug is a death codeThe son of a spitfireShow up in the wet snowHe's cutting the tripwireHe's opened a windowLike a mercenary gunning for a slumbering death strokeIn the pen ultimate seconds of a budding crescendoThese stone snowsScissorhands betsCut a pig heart from a wicked mans chestMaybe hang it high on a fence for a fantasy alive in the eyes of revengeOhAnd I'd accidentally injure every jam bandIf I had Edward Scissorhands handsHmm..[Verse 2: Kimya Dawson]I will wrap my arms around youAnd I will not let them get through to harm youMy fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding youAnd I will not let them throughTo do the things they want to do to youI will wrap my arms around youI will wrap my arms around you[Hook: Aesop Rock, Kimya Dawson]There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bagEven if I had Edward Scissorhands handsThere are times I kick and scream and cryBecause I'm swept up in a hurricaneOf shit that hard to leave behindThis snowballs chances are fantasticWith elemental firm my past hell bent on escalating fastThere are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bagEven if I had Edward Scissorhands hands[Verse 3: Kimya Dawson]If I had Edward Scissorhands handsIf I had Edward Scissorhands hands.
