Blunt Against the Cutting Edge Lyrics

Mitch harrisBlunt / on the cutting / edge
This is a stylistic disaster
Or so I'm told
Won't meet your estimations
Do well to fold
Can't keep up
To the (dummy) run
Am I redundant ?Integrity dressed down
By the cuts of their threadsNice and neat
(with a) sideline in grief ?
I'll say inkemptA real cutting edge is the scourge of the norm
For all the angst, you're tantrum-fuelled dollsAbrasiveness a convenience
Sell for a score
Come up clean doing the dirty
Cut and run, then dissolveMould in motion
See straight through
Transparent youA real cutting edge is the scourge of the norm
For all the angst, you're tantrum-fuelled dollsI'm blunted, I'm blunted against the cutting edge

Sharpeness diminished through truth to myselfI'm rusted, I'm rusted against the cutting edge
Sigh-times cloud over when met with pretenceTogether,
Drop the act !
Drop the act !I'm blunted, I'm blunted against the cutting edge
Sharpeness diminished through truth to myselfI'm rusted, I'm rusted against the cutting edge
Sigh-times cloud over when met with pretence
Drop the act !
Drop the act !