shaed
i've been talking to myself at night
it feels good
it feels right
mental pictures of a silver knife
in your chest
i've had enough
i don't wanna see you cry
that's not enough
guess i'm gonna take a life
standing over you
look what you made me do
nobody in sight
just me you and a knife
push a finger through your eye
it feels cool
i dream about it every night
it's so real
it's so nice
ah ah
me
you
and a knife