Matt Mays - Dull Knife lyrics

Dull knife, stuck in the night Turning with the tide every time I close my eyes Dull knife, stuck in the night Burning like a lighter lit held up to my life Giant star, take up the sky Beyond the great prowess of Indian ocean Dead south, sleep on the sand A million leagues of blue water diamonds cutting through our hands Until our dying day has come Find us following the sun In this vicious life we lead Give us grace, give us speed Tigers run, hunt without rest In the cold too much... staying inside Off the coast, I ride with the best Keeping them k**er rides close to the best Intense close cigarettes, a 5 string guitar and a lightning stove Tigers run, run in the night, faster than a gunshot Shadowing a new fight Until our dying day has come Find us following the sun In this vicious life we live Give us grace, give us speed x 2 [Guitar solo] Until our dying day has come Find us following the sun In this vicious life we live Give us grace, give us speed Give us grace, give us speed Give us grace, give us speed Give us grace, give us speed Give us grace, give us speed.