Knife, The - Like A Pen lyrics

Sharpen my body like a pen Come on, I need to show it Something too small for a lens 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 then count to three On and on, outworn It must be five hundred degrees [Incomprehensible], outworn I hold my breath and then count to three On and on, outworn It must be five hundred degrees Will it show in my show?