Dull Razors Video (MV)

There are no more points to anything
Every knife has been worn down
These razors no longer pierce my nerves
Yet still cut relentlessly
The color and image is f*cked, like an old TV

So keep on stretching the antenna
Trying to make it all come clear
Refresh, reuse, review, regurgitate, reconsume
Keep huffing glue until the pieces break apart
Then leave them in the dirt

How I want to tie you down, just to see you get back up
I want to feed you puzzles
I want you to be forced to kill me
I want to pick your brain
I want to stare within your eyes

But how that seems so far away
It's nothing we would ever call loving
It's like cheap pornography
Imitation crab and placebos dissolving in artificial flavoring
Gnawing on the remains of meaning

How they are strew about everywhere, and plastered on the walls
Every surface spills out its colorful entrails
There is no more surface tension
It is indetectable, indescribable, unfathomable
It cannot be put into words, for it has nothing to show

It would be an utter waste to go into it
A pointless detour of our time
Like walking five miles in the wrong direction
Or watching static on TV
Nothing is supposed to speak

No more mouths and no more screams
No more eyes and no more gleams
Just angry times and simple rhymes
With nothing in between
Free TV screens with your ovaltine

Like drinking coffee with only cream
Now it has lost everything
Like dysfunctional families
Giving gifts to make things bleed
Mixing pill bugs in with seeds

Blistering and festering
Disposable dignity
Egregious blasphemies
Horrific obscenities
All blended down into one digestible piece

There are no more points to anything
Nothing sharpened, nothing full
Give me dull razors to numb the pain and let me kill everything

Everything is vacancy
Everything is holocene
Everything is twee
Everything is indignity
Everything is haberdashery
Everything is free
Everything is me