My Knife, Your Throat - Scary Kids Scaring Kids

And the picture frames are facing down

I’m running from the truth

Distorted images of you

And you insist that you were right

But the facts show you were wrong

I’m holding my ground

Not looking down

You don’t know what I have been through now, this time

Well I wish you would keep your mouth shut now, this time

And the shadows crowd these careless thoughts

To you I can’t describe and you’re always on my mind

And I’ll pretend I’m content now

But I’m miserable this life

Now the end is on its way

You don’t know what I have been through now, this time

And I wish you would keep your mouth shut now, well this time

I don’t care what you think…

So tell me I was wrong

As I’m forced to slit your throat

You’re dead, you’re a bloody mess

You think this is just a joke

Well my knife is in your throat

You’re dead, you’re a bloody mess

Yeah…

Now you’re dead

Yeah, you’re dead

You just lie

I don’t know what…

Everything you said was a lie

I don’t care what you have to say about me…

Show you what it’s like…

Just lie…