Cut Me
Cut Me

Moses Sumney - Cut Me Lyrics

Ever feel like life’s a bittersweet cocktail, and you’re the lemon getting squeezed? Moses Sumney dives into the paradox of finding vitality in pain. Our protagonist thrives on masochistic kisses and neck stiffness, suggesting that struggle is his secret… Read more

Feb 7, 2020
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Cut Me Music Video

Cut Me Lyrics

When I'm weary
And so worn out
Ooh, when my mind's clouded and
Filled with doubt
That's when I feel
The most alive
Masochistic kisses
Are how I thrive

(Thrive, thrive, thrive)
(Thrive, thrive, thrive, whoa ha ha)

Hmm (hmm)

A stiffness (in)
Inside my neck (and)
Bangin' my head (a)
'Gainst the desk (woah)
If there's no pain (is)
There any progress?

That's when I feel
The most alive
Endurance
Is the source of my pride (source of my pride, ahh)

Might not be healthy for me
But seemingly I need
What cuts me, cuts me, cuts me
Cut me, cut me, cut me

(Uh) Guess I'm a true immigrant son
No vacancies, no vacations
Sure, I could do better than this
But I don't (i don't)
I wont (i don't)
I don't (i don't, ooh)

(No I don't)

Might not be healthy for me
But seemingly I need, nuh
What cuts me, cuts me, cuts me
Cut me, cut me, cut me

(Might not be healthy for me)
(But seemingly I need)
(What cuts me, cuts me, cuts me)
(Cut me, cut me, cut me)

Hurt me, hurt me
Me
Hurt me, hurt me

Writer(s): Daniel Lopatin, Harry Burgess, Moses Sumney, Steven Wells, Timothy Slater, Tom Howe
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of Cut Me?

Ever feel like life’s a bittersweet cocktail, and you’re the lemon getting squeezed? Moses Sumney dives into the paradox of finding vitality in pain. Our protagonist thrives on masochistic kisses and neck stiffness, suggesting that struggle is his secret sauce for feeling alive. He wears endurance like a badge of honor, even if it's not exactly doctor-recommended. This song is an anthem for those who find beauty in bruises and progress in pain. It's a poetic salute to the immigrant hustle—no room for vacations, just relentless grind. #PainAndPride #MasochisticMelodies #EnduranceAnthem

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