Knives

(álbum: Bullet For My Valentine - 2004)

Let the madness begin

Living with snakes
Feeding the hate
Kill the betrayal
Shedding of skin
Bitter within
Cower in shame
Venomous tongue
Blacken the lungs
Inducing the pain

Inducing the pain
Constant pushing provoking reactions

Bring out the knives
To cut and divide
Another scar for memory
Bring out the knives
To cut and divide
Let 'em bleed, watch 'em burn in the fire

Digging a hole
Bury the trust
Lay it to rest
Swallow the dirt
Breathe in the dust
Savour the taste
Hammer the nails
Nothing to save
Walking away

Walking away from
Constant screaming, provoking, it's madness

Bring out out the knives
To cut and divide
Another scar for memory
Bring out the knives
To cut and divide
Let 'em bleed, watch 'em burn in the fire

Bring out the knives (Knives)
To cut and divide
Another scar for memory
Bring out the knives (Knives)
To cut and divide
Let 'em bleed, watch 'em burn in the fire

(So keep on digging your own grave)
(Now just focus on the pain)

So keep on digging your own grave
I see the panic, it's sickening
You're not a saint, not a slave
Now just focus on the pain
I hear the voices, they're calling
To sever, forever, insanity

You're not a saint, you're a slave

Breaking apart
Torn at the seems
Sanity fails
Dragged by the edge
Pushed into Hell
Never again
(Never again)
Constant pushing, provoking reactions

Bring out the knives
To cut and divide
Another scar for memory
Bring out the knives
To cut and divide
Let 'em bleed, watch 'em burn in the fire

Bring out the knives (Knives)
To cut and divide
Another scar for memory
Bring out the knives (Knives)
To cut and divide
Let 'em bleed, let 'em burn
Bring out the knives

Just swallow the dirt
And breathe in the dust
Now savour the taste
No walking away
No walking away
Bring out the knives