Fugazi — Two Beats Off

I cut my nails to the quick But still I was caught with my hand in the till Red-handed Red-handed Give me something Give me anything The threat of everything Nothing at all A-fingers reaching A-trophy swelling And that's when Desire trips me up Got a new technique Money lets the pieces fit where they fall And privilege It sanctions everything Security A net under it all My fingers reaching The trophy swelling And that's when Desire trips me up Once there was a body to see Now just the biggest mouth to feed Of them all And it It ain't anything [?] Up against it all Fingers [?] The trophy swelling And that's when Desire trips me up I cut my nails to the quick But still I was caught with my hand in the till Red-handed [Last part needs revising:] Red-handed Drop with my make out, with my Drop with my hand in it now Drop with my make out, with my Drop hands, yeah Drop with my make out, with my Drop with my hand, drop with my hand Drop with my, drop with my