Red Knives

Cheating, test the waters son, I don't care for fun.
Freezing, I don't care for fun, I'm not the only one, who knows what's going on.
On and on, I'll still sing along, my mind is totally numb and I don't care for fun...

I've got, red knives in my pocket,
Fresh blood from a man who's lost it.
Red knives in my pocket
Fresh blood from a man who's lost it.
And I don't think I can stop it.
I sunk a hammer in his fuckin' eye socket.
Red knives in my pocket
Fresh blood from a man who's lost it.
And I don't think I can stop it.
I sunk a hammer in his fuckin' eye socket

He's lost it, he's down, won't be long before he's out.
He's lost it, he's down, won't be long before he's out.
This is my time to getaway
Away from this time and place
The white wash of pain
The black agony in me...

Red knives in my pocket
Fresh blood from a man who's lost it.
And I don't think I can stop it.
I sunk a hammer in his fuckin' eye socket. (x3)