Behind the Blade - Tired Of Everything

Morally debased

Spread your fear

We live in place

Where it pays to bring tears

Stand behind

Stand behind

Oh no

You find yourself standing

Behind the blade

Once tables are turned

You look to run, hardly seems fair

Angry, upset, your plans have been overturned

You’ve learned one lesson, but you’re stuck, can’t go anywhere

Behind the blade

Racked with fear

Unsympathetic tear

One fluid motion

Too much to bear

Fallen in a chair

Sit ghostly white

Without help

You won’t survive

Eyes open wide

Unable to hide

You gasp aloud

And slowly die