The Knife - Like A Pen
Sharpen my body
like a pen
Come on I need to show it
Something too small for a lense
If I rub it if I wipe it
Guiding with one single hand
Nothing′s wrong you like the feeling
I am all over the land
Come on I need to show it
Back on the mountain again
I was standing watching seasons
You′re now my only friend
I′m too heavy, I′m the burden
Sitting and picking on myself
It′s a shiny, shiny morning
And when the light finds my eye
I′ll be fleeting like a scent
I hold my breath and I count to three
On and on outworn
It must be five hundred degrees
Will it show, in my show
I hold my breath and I count to three
On and on outworn
It must be five hundred degrees
Will it show, in my show
like a pen
Come on I need to show it
Something too small for a lense
If I rub it if I wipe it
Guiding with one single hand
Nothing′s wrong you like the feeling
I am all over the land
Come on I need to show it
Back on the mountain again
I was standing watching seasons
You′re now my only friend
I′m too heavy, I′m the burden
Sitting and picking on myself
It′s a shiny, shiny morning
And when the light finds my eye
I′ll be fleeting like a scent
I hold my breath and I count to three
On and on outworn
It must be five hundred degrees
Will it show, in my show
I hold my breath and I count to three
On and on outworn
It must be five hundred degrees
Will it show, in my show
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