the knife

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