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
I raise my voice you still won't hear It's becoming harder to stay sincere Can't put behind us what we never left. My knife, your throat...
apart I raise my voice you still won't hear It's becoming harder to stay sincere Can't put behind us what we never left. My knife, your throat...
We never left, we never left My knife, your throat My knife, your throat My knife, your throat My knife, your throat My knife, your throat My knife, your throat
raise my voice you still won't hear It's becoming harder to stay sincere Can't put behind us what we never left. My knife, your throat...
Traduzione: Scary Kids Scaring Kids. Il mio coltello, alla gola.