The Cutter Lyrics

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Cut it up, cut it up

Who's on the seventh floor brewing alternatives
What's in the bottom drawer waiting for things to give
Spare us the cutter, spare us the cutter
Couldn't cut the mustard

Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean

Come to the free for all with celo-tape and knives
Some of us six feet tall, we will escape our lies
Spare us the cutter, spare us the cutter
Couldn't cut the mustard

Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean

Am I the happy loss, will I still recoil
When the skin is lost, am I the worthy cross
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off

Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean

Watch the fingers close when the hands are cold

Am I the happy loss, will I still recoil
When the skin is lost, am I the worthy cross
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off

Am I the happy loss
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off

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Cut it up, cut it up 
 
Who's on the seventh floor brewing alternatives 
What's in the bottom drawer waiting for things to give 
Spare us the cutter, spare us the cutter 
Couldn't cut the mustard 
 
Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching 
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean 
 
Come to the free for all with celo-tape and knives 
Some of us six feet tall, we will escape our lies 
Spare us the cutter, spare us the cutter 
Couldn't cut the mustard 
 
Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching 
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean 
 
Am I the happy loss, will I still recoil 
When the skin is lost, am I the worthy cross 
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off 
 
Conquering myself until I see another hurdle approaching 
Say we can, say we will, not just another drop in the ocean 
 
Watch the fingers close when the hands are cold 
 
Am I the happy loss, will I still recoil 
When the skin is lost, am I the worthy cross 
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off 
 
Am I the happy loss 
Will I still be soiled when the dirt is off

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