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