Текст и слова песни Rekevin – Edward
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
And it's not because I'm mad
Or some kind of maniac
I just have no hands
I have blades instead
A fashionable hair-cut
A clipping for your dog
I'll make funny figures
Out of bushes in your yard
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
Can't hold you, baby
If I only had a chance
To touch your face
Without shedding blood
Don't be suspicious of me
You know all the truth
Keep in your heart
Remembrance of Edward
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
And it's not because I'm mad
Or some kind of maniac
I just have no hands
I have blades instead
A fashionable hair-cut
A clipping for your dog
I'll make funny figures
Out of bushes in your yard
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
Can't hold you, baby
If I only had a chance
To touch your face
Without shedding blood
Don't be suspicious of me
You know all the truth
Keep in your heart
Remembrance of Edward
Cut, cut, cut
Oh, I cut my face
Cut, cut, cut
I can hurt my friends
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