Points so sharp that it cannot feel Has two sides. Which one’s real? Net thrown over and pulled from the school Wake up in the hands of fools Should’ve known better in daylight’s burn Restless depths, of darking yearns Hushing words from a silver tongue The restless winds to willing ears
Should have known, living in a storm You’d act like thunder and shift your form
The knife you, the knife oh Cut me free, let me go The knife you, the knife oh Cut me deep, send me home
Fighter flash over fever escape Underwater dreamer took the bait Could have been the one that slipped from the hook But you pull me slowly, ever so slow Left on the island with nowhere to go Half my mind, burning snow Burnouts rarely make good flames But don’t bother playing if you don’t know the game
Should have known, living in a storm You’d act like thunder and shift your form
The knife you, the knife oh Cut me free, let me go The knife you, the knife oh Cut me deep, send me home
Silver words compete with the heat I hardly believe you can stand on your feet Spent all the time twisting our nuts When the smoke clears, you clearly forgot I’m not made of metal and I’m not made of wood Destined, it seems, to be misunderstood Cut through me neatly with your fine blade Flit so fast, a mess was made
Should have known, living in a storm You’d act like thunder and shift your form
The knife you, the knife oh Cut me free, let me go The knife you, the knife oh Cut me deep, send me home
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