So you see yourself Holding the knife Though it seems you're More terrified Than the faces You practice at night So you can watch your tongue Sympathize We all know it's wrong Pretend that it's innocent Innocent We all know it's wrong Pretend that it's innocent Get out of the way You say that you can't move We'll drag you away To rot in your test tube Congratulate me Just when you need to So captivating I rot in place Hey What would you say now Innocence fools you Cuts you into pieces Try to find a way to live Or way to die The decadence coerces you In zines and books and movies I know I'm right this time Get out of the way You say that you can't move And threaten to stay Well, chalk up a new bruise Like a thief in the night So planned and deliberate No use for a knife If you can't hide it Shamøne You slaughter, bury alive Slaughtered, buried alive You fall out of photographs And skin up your knees Pulled under the undertow I'm so sorry you're sorry We all know it's wrong Here we go, here we go We all know it's wrong Here we go, here we go We all know it's so wrong Here we go, here we go We'll all get along Here we go, here we go Get out of the way It's clear I can't trust you You gamble with fate A downfall for refuge You reciprocate While plotting your next move It's not fair to complain From miles away Right? Right.