If You’re Looking For Your Knife…I Think My Back Found It – Zebrahead

I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it!

I wanna burn it down!

Hey!
I need the pain
I need the dopamine spiking in my brain
Insane
Hey!
What’s left to say?
You are a rusty needle draining my vein
Blood stained

Hypertension; apathy
Headaches and anxiety
Claustrophobic, cannot hide
When everything is amplified

I’m doing fine with knives stuck in my spine
I feel alive
This is my last goodbye

Give it to me, give it to me (I want it)
Give it to me, give it to me (I need it)
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I’m singing this song to you

Hey!
I won’t obey
I got a broken neck and lost all hope today
Hey!
What’s left to gain?
I can feel my world crashing down in a slow decay

Apprehensive generally
Anger, hate and jealousy
Panic striken; homicide
When everything is justified

I’m doing fine with knives stuck in my spine
I feel alive
This is my last goodbye

Give it to me, give it to me (I want it)
Give it to me, give it to me (I need it)
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I’m singing this song to you

I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it down, I wanna burn it!

Light me up!
So I can disavow
Light me up!
You know I need it now
Light me up!
You always bring me down
Light me up!
So I can burn it down

Give it to me, give it to me (I want it)
Give it to me, give it to me (I need it)
Give it to me, give it to me
I need your knife in my back as I’m singing this song to you
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