If You're Looking for Your Knife...I Think My Back Found It

Текст песни Zebrahead - If You're Looking for Your Knife...I Think My Back Found It

I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down
I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it
I wanna burn it down

Hey, I need the pain
I need the dopamine spiking in my brain
Insane
Hey, what's left to say?
You are a rusty needle draining my vein
Blood stained

Hypertension, apathy
Headaches and anxiety
Claustrophobic, cannot hide
When everything is amplified

I'm doing fine with knives stuck in my spine
I feel alive
This is my last goodbye
So, let's go!

Give it to me, give it to me
I want it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I'm singing this song to you

Hey, I won't obey
I got a broken neck and lost all hope today
Hey, what's left to gain?
I can feel my world crashing down in a slow decay

Apprehensive generally
Anger, hate and jealousy
Panic stricken homicide
When everything is justified

I'm doing fine with knives stuck in my spine
I feel alive
This is my last goodbye
So, let's go!

Give it to me, give it to me
I want it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I'm singing this song to you

I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down
I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it
Light me up
So I can disavow
Light me up
You know I need it now
Light me up
Bringing it to the ground
Light me up
So I can burn it down

Give it to me, give it to me
I want it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need it
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I'm singing this song to

Give it to me
Just give it to me
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I'm singing this song to you