| My knife in your guts, it's all come to this | |
| My knife in your, you crumple and twist | |
| You're grabbing my arm, you try to resist | |
| I do it again, it's all come to this | |
| I hate you, I hate your face, it's coming apart, I'm going someplace | |
| My life in your guts, my knife will fuck sluts | |
| My soul I will kill, your hole I will drill | |
| My knife in your guts, you swallow my fist | |
| My knife in your guts, it's all come to this | |
| I am the insistor, you are the resistor, knife is good | |
| I'm gonna get you, right in the tit | |
| When love turns to hate, and hate turns to hit | |
| Well that's what you get, when love turns to shit | |
| I do it again, and again, and again | |
| I hate you, I hate your face | |
| And now you're reeling beneath a hail of blows | |
| And I'm kicking your head down the street | |
| My knife if your guts, you like it like this | |
| I hold you down, no will to resist | |
| I cut you up, put you in the ground | |
| Just to make sure that you are never found | |
| I am the insistor, you are the resistor | |
| That feels good | |
| And that you think it's dead | |
| You said that something was wrong with my head | |
| But now I think it near, the thing you said that it was dead | |
| Knife is good | |
| You use the knife to remove disease | |
| You use the knife to do as you please | |
| You use the knife to do what you do | |
| You use the knife before the knife is used on you |