Mr. Scissors

Good evening Mr. Scissors Cutting us all to size Putting us into frames It's time to realize There are two kinds of people Decide where you belong The kind who thinks like he does The other kind that's wrong Here is a game for you The one insulting more will win Shooting words like a cannon Not willing to give in Never looking back To see what your actions have caused Your camera reflection Says- "hey, what a glorious show it was" Hey, what a glorious show it was... Good evening Mr. Scissors Blades sharp like a knife If he will see the need he'll Take a stab at somebody's life The truth is overrated You know just what I mean If lies will take me upwards How can they be a sin?