A pretty knife scratches my mind, which is bit on the dark side
I'm smooth as hell an within a week you'll get used to the smell
It just .... lobotomy, is a hole, b**h, that is kind of bleak (??)
There's no mercy on the floor
Join your losses on defending the door
We need all the help we can get
Cos none of us knew about the black sh**
Our only hope is to find people like you
Who know what to do
I'm gonna send you to the *** caves
Where the carpet forms the waves
Cannot promise whether you make it alive
But glory and fame will be all mine
We are on
We will stand here till blood runs red
We are on
We will stand here til every plastic one is done
A pretty knife scratches my mind which is bit
I'm as smooth as hell
It just..
There's no mercy on the floor