Trust By Knife
I Take a snake and slice it up
Then throw it to the mice
Once they eat it they'll escape
The prison of their device
The mice for now will surely trust
The one that will provide
Cause the snake would still mean danger
If it wasn't for my knife
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
I've got a hundred proofs
Cause I have got a thousand doubts
But how can I explain myself
With water in my mouth?
I plant my seeds
I show them care
I spit the water out
But for my trees to grow
They need more than
What's in my mouth
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
Prove to me that I'd Remain
I've got a hundred proofs
Cause I have got a thousand doubts
But how can I explain myself
With water in my mouth?
I plant my seeds I show them care
I spit the water out But for my trees to grow
They need more than
What's in my mouth
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
Then throw it to the mice
Once they eat it they'll escape
The prison of their device
The mice for now will surely trust
The one that will provide
Cause the snake would still mean danger
If it wasn't for my knife
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
I've got a hundred proofs
Cause I have got a thousand doubts
But how can I explain myself
With water in my mouth?
I plant my seeds
I show them care
I spit the water out
But for my trees to grow
They need more than
What's in my mouth
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
Prove to me that I'd Remain
I've got a hundred proofs
Cause I have got a thousand doubts
But how can I explain myself
With water in my mouth?
I plant my seeds I show them care
I spit the water out But for my trees to grow
They need more than
What's in my mouth
The ones that I've met
Are all now dead
Some have killed themselves by themselves
Some have killed the rest
All what that means
Is left on my shelf
The shelf I held inside the dent
That I carved in my chest
Credits
Writer(s): Ram Alsalibi
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