A Fist, A Knife, A Needle

Sit back and relax
Take a nice comfortable seat
We've got front-row baby
So someone better bleed
Blood drips on his leathers
Makes his bruised knuckles feel much better
But the shiny retaliation
Makes an even bigger impression

The smell of ego brings her to the room
If you've got money, she's got something to show
Someone please call Daddy
Call Daddy on the telephone
Why even bother?
'Cause it's her and her baby all alone

These ties that bind us
Start to irritate my skin
Cut it and leave it

We never look back
We never (we never)
We never (we never)
We never (we never)
Look back

Mom's whiskey stain on Daddy's folded flag
Forces her to take a bigger drag
Whiskey stain on Daddy's folded flag
Forces her to take a bigger drag

These bloody hands
Can't wipe away the tears
Just like the needle
Can't forgive her for all these years

(We never)
We never (we never)
We never (we never)
We never (we never)
Look back

Fight, fight, fight...

Mom's whiskey stain on Daddy's folded flag
Forces her to take a bigger drag
Mom's whiskey stain on Daddy's folded flag
Forces her to take a bigger drag

We never (we never)
We never (we never)
We never (we never)
We never (we never)



Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Cigana, Johan Buitendag, Nicolaas Buitendag, Nicolaas Janse Van Rensburg, Waldo Buchner
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