Well if knives, knives had names then the last laugh must be on us.
Gave our gold to the stand up, turns out he was the one against us.
Left wounded at the side, ruby soaked was my shirt.
Grovelling until it hurt, ruby soaked was my shirt.

I carved in your arms to remind you, seeking help with no floors too
I carved in your arms to remind you, seeking help I thought you knew.

Faking, it was stealing that gave the scene away
Today, well today I’ve been mostly negative
I’m negative in this stab, in this stab like cabaret.
Merlot or just wine, was it you drank all the time?



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