Blunt Against The Cutting Edge — текст песни (napalm death)

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 !