Lyrics:
strawberries, ripe!
MILKMAID
Any milk today, mistress?
ROSE SELLER
Who will buy my sweet red roses?
KNIFE GRINDER
Knives, knives to grind!
Any knives
Your lips are like knives against my skin
(Your lips are like knives against my skin)
Suffocate me, say you love to hate me
Whatever's left
Their knives
Fool me once don't fool me twice
I'll act dumb but not the second time
Fake friends around me wanna kill my vibe
Right in my back where they
a tattoo
Yeah words are like knives
Ah-ah Ah-ah
Words are like knives
Ah-ah Ah-ah
Words are like…
Little poison arrows
That attack your weakest parts
N' it's
Sometimes love is pain
Yeah, it hurts for a little while
Some things you can't change
You're preaching to the choir
Knives in the back ready
You?ve been getting expend;
Scratching at my wall.
Suicidal misfit;
It?s time you took your fall.
I?ve ducked a lot but like a thousand knives
SousakOnTheTrack
SousakOnTheTrack
Yeah yeah, aye
All these Knives in my back, yeah it hurt, limpin' when I walk aye
All these knives in my back, yeah
together
How many times I've prayed?
(It was all for you)
How many lies I made up?
(It was all for you)
And how many knives have I felt
Stabbing right
I got my bones exposed
She got her knives in my back
I'll stay sleepless for days
Then watch the shadows attack
Always tellin her friends
How she
Paper knives and paper lies them with all their loose leaf cries
Hey I'm alone again alone in this world I created up in my head
Paper people dancing
around in a den full of snakes
Seen them changing their skin by the day
Kill your own kin damn just to make it out
100 knives in my back I can't take em
gonna die alone
You're gonna die alone
How many times (Father) do you have to relapse (relapse)
You're living on a knifes edge (knives edge)
Can't you
unfriend you
Actin´ all nice, hidin´ your knives
Gotta go, bye
You push all my
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Million buttons
8, 9, 10, know
Just how to make me
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine knives
Ninety-nine knives inside
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine
Ninety-nine knives inside
Separate the symptoms
From the real disease
shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
These days when I
shoulder
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
You shower me with words made of knives
Whenever you look at me I wish I was her
These days when I
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine knives
Ninety-nine knives inside
Ninety-nine, ninety-nine
Ninety-nine knives inside
Separate the symptoms
From the real disease
score night 'til morning
Chorus:
Riff Knives, jump high, playin', B-ball!
Riffs like rapacious razors rapping stages
Sharp Knives mics gonna slice your
Come back to me
Because girls from Oregon
Don't collect guns and knives
Come back to me
Come back to me
Because girls from Oregon
Don't collect guns
and that
Grew up on SN1 and that
Grew up with knives and guns and that
Nowadays man a talk grease and crud
Back then, man already done all that
I have never liked the box of knives
You said was a paradox because you're kind
But withstood a childhood that robbed you blind
Of love that was
rage
For it'll take more to hold my tongue
Than your prison and your knives
And your clubs and your guns
For it'll take more to hold my tongue
Than your
of yours
How many hands can you hold
When you can’t
Hold on?
Don’t bring your knives to this fight
They won’t let you win
Don’t bring your knives to this
steel in your face
Your predetermined fate is in our hands
Deliverance of pain upon the stroke of our knives
Predatory impulses controlling our minds
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