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Cut​/​Clap

from Bigger Than Yours by The Stereosexuals

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lyrics

Slackjaw bitch with a jigsaw at her throat A nice attempt at the bourgeois, tell ‘em Some born sick with a rich doll’s attitude A trite contempt as if you know, tell ‘em. Panic sex and a static wreck, I’m sticking out my neck, I got gallow talent Tragic sense of entitlement with a dead-end cul-de-sac of shallow merit.

Who’s got your back with a knife? I might. Who’s the one who wrecked your life this time? Well I’m willing to try.

I might snap in a minute and I might snap your neck and end it early. I might cut my wrists and I might clap my hands.

Hacksaw swings at a big-shot animal A white contempt for the truths I tell ‘em I might wink at a nudge and will it well, and wonder who the lie was meant for. Tell ‘em! Spike this drink with anthrax enema, politness wins over honest terror. Slice at link for an impact maximum! Buy your bread from an honest seller.

Fighting to win over punching bags Garbage cans who watch their waste-lines can’t Go nowhere fast

I might snap in a minute and I might snap your neck and end it early. I might cut my wrists and I might clap my hands.

Blacktop wings: That’s a concrete answer to your weightlessness Icarus says tell ‘em That one thinks is an unsweet treat. I think you’re hopeless But we disagree I tell ‘em. Shattered specs while you hit the deck You better protect where your eyeballs well up Blue blood, black bile, lips to lick, I’m bringing down heaven just to bring your hell up.

Kites that fly more in the frozen rain: Might they find holes in their broken wings. While worship sings/war ships sinks

I might snap in a minute and I might snap your neck and end it early. I might cut my wrists and I might clap my hands.

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from Bigger Than Yours, released August 9, 2014
Saxophone - (Dan Chetnik)

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