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Hello knife you look sick and tired |
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I wanna be your alibi |
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You've always been a perfect liar |
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You cross your heart and hope to die |
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Hello knife you're so sick and tired |
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Let me suffer for your sins |
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Nothing but a tool for hire |
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I'll take the blame for everything |
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Rusty knife sleeping in my pocket |
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Come alive and wield you blade |
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Scare away the hungry vultures |
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Before it is too late, too late |
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Hello knife safe inside my pocket |
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A clean slate and a dirty mind |
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Take my hand every time I falter |
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Never cut the tie that binds |
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So if you want to live, just not survive |
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And if you need a place to run and hide |
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Hello knife, hello knife, hello knife |
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So if you find that things don't look so bright |
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When you're at the wrong end of the knife |
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Hello knife, hello knife, hello knife |
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Hello knife you look sick and tired |
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I wanna be your alibi |
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You've always been a perfect liar |
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I wanna be ... |
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If you want to live, just not survive |
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And if you need a place to run and hide |
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Hello knife, hello knife, hello knife |
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A clean slate, dirty mind |
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Too late, too late |
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Hello knife, hello knife, hello knife |