I Believe This Knife Is Yours
Traitor to honesty, I know
It's the type of darkness that likes to hold
Like a vice grip, going tit for tat with
All the moral bases for your crass wit
For the last hit, you're swingin' for the fences
Too bad I'm not a fool
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
You're egotistic to a fault
Hearing your voice is deemed assault
Like the knife you've slid into my spine
You forgot who's on your side and crossed a line
But you've got it clocked that this'll heal with time
Too bad I'm not a fool
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
It's the type of darkness that likes to hold
Like a vice grip, going tit for tat with
All the moral bases for your crass wit
For the last hit, you're swingin' for the fences
Too bad I'm not a fool
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
You're egotistic to a fault
Hearing your voice is deemed assault
Like the knife you've slid into my spine
You forgot who's on your side and crossed a line
But you've got it clocked that this'll heal with time
Too bad I'm not a fool
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't like you
I don't fuckin like you
You're pretentious playing coy
Such a gaping mental void
All your humour's simply ludicrous, a layman's blatant ploy.
Even your vacant expression conveys us a message so you can either take in this lesson
Or hit the road, you dick
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Writer(s): Jayden Gimblett
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