The Knife

Try to stand up

Can't feel your feet

Trying to survive

You have no will to live

You want to get out

Walk through that door

Too weak to seek for help

But you know you have to try

Just one more time

Waiting for the end

Or a change

Direction

'Cos you know you are ready to take everything you get

You get nothing done

Emotionally broken

You feel sick

When you find out that your best friend is a liar

Like we all are

This is not the first time

When I'm in this condition

And it's not the last time

When I promise to change everything

Another year

Another wasted season

A decent boy holds the line alone

Another day

Another wasted hour

I'm standing on the edge of open grave

Let the shovel sing

Squeeze all the anger into a box

Seal it tight and bury it deep

Squash all your wisdom and light up the skies

Rub the blade till your fingers bleed

They preach about family and love

Yet in the end nothing's sacred

Halos are fading

This is not the last time

When I'm bound to take the step

And it's not the first time

When I promise everything

Another round

Another empty bottle

That same boy tries to be a man

Another prayer

Another pointless promise

I'm standing on the edge of open grave

Let the shovel sing

Spilling lies upon your father's grave

Let the shovel sing