Pinch history   Feel the pinch blistering   Pinch me in dreams   'Cause I'm still not listening      X marks the spot   On your calendar days   A bread half-eaten   Spoiled, crawling with legs      Temper, tempered, temperature   Temper, tempered, temperature      Manuscript replica   (Cut it, yes, I say, cut it, cut it)   Manuscript replica   (Yeah, what say? Cut it)   Manuscript replica   (Yeah, cut it, you got it, yeah)   Manuscript replica   (Yeah, you got, you got it, yeah)      In infrared is how we saw   The night that lit up scarecrow plots   The nerve that pinches, crippled, hobbled   Frolicked flat on its own face      In infrared is how we saw   The night that lit up scarecrow plots   The nerve that pinches, crippled, hobbled   Frolicked flat on its own face      Jigsaw pattern, dominoes left a trail   The whites of their eyes, Polaroids of the tale   For our amusement we bring stare to defendants   Mechanical panaceas, absolved by history   Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality   The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet      Temper, tempered, temperature   Temper, tempered, temperature      Manuscript replica   (Cut it, yes, yes cut it, cut it)   Manuscript replica   (Yes, you cut it, cut it)   Manuscript replica   (Oh yeah, you cut it)   Manuscript replica   (Cut it)      In infrared is how we saw   The night that lit up scarecrow plots   The nerve that pinches, crippled, hobbled   Frolicked flat on its own face      In infrared is how we saw   The night that lit up scarecrow plots   The nerve that pinches, crippled, hobbled   Frolicked flat on its own face      Squirming through cuts in a throat, cut it, cut it   Squirming through cuts in a throat, cut it, cut it   Squirming through cuts in a throat, yeah, cut it, yeah, cut it   Squirming through cuts in a throat