I Believe This Knife Belongs To You

Don’t think I don’t think about the knife
Resting in my spine
Open wound dripping blood
Stained on my back
It’s just a matter of time
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
Maybe you like to bite
The hand that feeds
And just push it aside
Maybe you’ll find yourself
Crawling on knees
It’s just a matter of time
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
If I could puke in your mouth
I’d gag myself all day
I’d like to show you just how
Rancid karma can taste
I got my doll now
Got my voodoo doll now
Got my doll now
Got my voodoo doll now
Outta pins now
Running outta pins now
Outta pins now
Running outta pins now
I believe this knife belongs to you
I’m a man of God so I pray
That life will teach you better
Then again I’m just a man
So hey I hope to find you dead
Or repressed but with a D
Let’s bring back leprosy
Or S.A.R.S yes maybe
Or a quadriplegic
It’s sick how quick you turned
You played with fire
And I got burned
And twice not you thought
Of betraying
A humble pave
That’s why I sing
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
And I believe this knife belongs to
I believe this knife belongs to you
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
You'll get what you deserve
You'll get what's coming to you
What's coming to you