Scissorhands

[Chorus: Aesop Rock & Kimya Dawson] There are days 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 [Verse 1: Aesop Rock] If I had Edward Scissorhands hands I would whittle pogs into pentagrams Like say hello to my little friends Give me ten snip snip Harvester of middle men And thumbs pit 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 lights out his miniatures And images I don't associate with my awareness anymore But I've recently been daring to explore Instead of bury Schlep home juggle 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 penultimate seconds of a budding crescendo These stone snows Scissorhands bets Cut a pig heart from a wicked mans chest Maybe hang it high on a fence for a fantasy alive in the eyes of revenge Oh And accidentally injure every jam band If I had Edward Scissorhands hands Hmm.. [Pre-Chorus: Kimya Dawson] 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) And I will not let them get through to harm you (I will wrap my arms around you) [Chorus: Kimya Dawson & Both] There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands (And I will not let them get through to harm you) (My fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding you) There are times I kick and scream and cry because I'm swept up in a hurricane of shit that hard to leave behind (My fingers will be just like barbed wire surrounding you) This snowballs chances are fantastic with elemental firm my past hell bent on escalating fast (I know it's hard I do it too always react even if I ever lose) There are days when I couldn't fight my way out of a wet paper bag even if I had Edward Scissorhands hands (I know it's hard I do it too always react even if I ever lose) If I had Edward Scissorhands hands If I had Edward Scissorhands hands