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Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death - Blunt Against The Cutting Edge
Mitch harris
Blunt / on the cutting / edge
This is a stylistic disaster
Or so Im told
Wont meet your estimations
Do well to fold
Cant keep up
To the (dummy) run
Am I redundant ?
Integrity dressed down
By the cuts of their threads
Nice and neat
(with a) sideline in grief ?
Ill say inkempt
A real cutting edge is the scourge of the norm
For all the angst, youre tantrum-fuelled dolls
Abrasiveness a convenience
Sell for a score
Come up clean doing the dirty
Cut and run, then dissolve
Mould in motion
See straight through
Transparent you
A real cutting edge is the scourge of the norm
For all the angst, youre tantrum-fuelled dolls
Im blunted, Im blunted against the cutting edge
Sharpeness diminished through truth to myself
Im rusted, Im rusted against the cutting edge
Sigh-times cloud over when met with pretence
Together,
Drop the act !
Drop the act !
Im blunted, Im blunted against the cutting edge
Sharpeness diminished through truth to myself
Im rusted, Im rusted against the cutting edge
Sigh-times cloud over when met with pretence
Drop the act !
Drop the act !
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