There days are
when I couldn't fight
my way out of a wet paper bag
Even if I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
There are times
I kick and scream and cry
Because I'm swept up
in a hurricane
Of shit that hard to leave behind
This snowballs chances
are fantastic
With elemental firm my past hell
bent on escalating fast
There are days
when I couldn't fight
my way out of a wet paper bag
Even if I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
If I had Edward Scissorhands hands
I would widdle pogs
into pentagrams
I could say hello
to my little friends
Give me ten snip snip
Harvester of middle men
And thumbs split against
a bit of introspective sludge
In a moment of resenting
he's motivated of forgetting Home
A den of grotesque over stepping
Where blood ain't thick
as a face full of spit
From a eucharistic minister
enraged with his kid
The very same hand feeding
Christ to parishioners
Later bunched tight
Punched like Santa's miniatures
And images I don't associate
with my awareness anymore
But I've recently
been daring to explore
Instead of Mary
Schlepped home
jugging the wet stones
The handshakes sting
But the hug is a death code
The son of a spitfire
Show up in the wet snow
He's cutting the tripwire
He's opened a window
Like a mercenary gunning
for a slumbering death stroke
In the pen ultimate seconds
of a budding crescendo
These stone snows
Scissorhands bets
Cut a pig heart
from a wicked mans chest
Think about
Maybe hang it high on a fence
for a fantasy alive
in the eyes of revenge
Oh
And I'd accidentally injure
every jam band
If I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
I will wrap my arms around you
And I will not let them get
through to harm you
My fingers will be just like
barbed wire surrounding you
And I will not let them through
To do the things
they want to do to you
I will wrap my arms around you
I will wrap my arms around you
There days are
when I couldn't fight
my way out of a wet paper bag
Even if I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
There are times
I kick and scream and cry
Because I'm swept up
in a hurricane
Of shit that hard to leave behind
This snowballs
chances are fantastic
With elemental firm my past hell
bent on escalating fast
There are days
when I couldn't fight
my way out of a wet paper bag
Even if I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
If I had Edward
Scissorhands hands
If I had Edward
Scissorhands hands