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cutsman
That little bastard With his tricks and vile forms of play  Hacking shaving slicing mutillating  All that gets before him or that gets in his way.   Coming around down the stairs  The wood cracked beneath my feet  My hand slid across the rail  Collecting dust on my fingertips   Then I came into a dark room  That smelled of wet stone and many years  And there was a robotic retard  With a blank empty stare   It was a little android man Half the size that I am Scissors on his head Scissors on his fucking head!  Little android man Born without a soul Without that force of reason The scissors took control  Little android man Born without a heart If he's in your vicinity he'll cut you apart!  Here he comes  There's no time it's just a game  Don't look back he's right behind  And here's your piece of mind.   Cut! Cut! Cut Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut Cut!  Little android man Born without a soul Without the voice of reason the scissors took control! Little android man Born without a heart Anything in his vicinity he'll cut you apart.   Robotic retard counts his fingers  1 2 3 4  Little android man  Never never never trust a...  Little android man He'll cut cut cut cut!