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Cutsman
Lyricist:Dashiell Arkenstone, Dashiell Han Arkenstone, Erik Engstrom, Erik Daniel Engstrom, David Isen, Chris Prophet, Christopher Lyle Prophet, Jeffrey Nathan Winneke
What is that? Fire from the Gods I don't know The power glove
That little bastard With his tricks and vile forms of play Hacking, shaving, slicing, mutilating All that gets before him, all that gets in his way
Coming around down the stairs Wood cracks beneath my feet My hand slips across the rail Collecting dust on my finger tips
I came into a dark room The smell of wet stone of many years Then there was a bubonic retard Playing games with empty stairs, was a
Little android man Half the size that I am Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Scissors on his head Scissors on his fucking head
Little android man, born without a soul Without that force of reason, the scissors took control Little android man, born without a heart In your vicinity he'll cut you apart
Here he comes, bring it down Just a game Don't look back he's right behind Here's your piece of mind
Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut
Little android man, born without a soul Out off force of reason, scissors took control Little android man, born without a heart In your vicinity he'll cut you apart
[Incomprehensible] 1 2 3 4, little android man Never, never, never trust a Little android man, he'll cut, cut, cut, cut
I love the power glove It's so bad
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