All the knives in your house are mine

All the knives in your house are mine

All the knives in your house are mine

I’m off

All the knives in your house are mine

I’ve made my choice, yea I’ve made my mind

I care too much if you live or die

Raise the ground until it touch the sky

Retirement home, no place is fine

I’d rather be desertеd in the city light

I know I’m not perfect, but thats alright

Moral compass, strict, whеn it comes to life

Bucket of blood and a bucket of legos

Bootleg blocks laid across the table

Pokemon cards and my time so far

Everything’s nostalgic, time is super hard

Waking up early but the sun is out

Climb my way up like a Brussel sprout

Highlight the things I used to care about

Marked myself, I erase it now

I tried every sport, I don’t like them

Make a name for myself, I don’t like it

One way mirror, don’t divide it

I can see through the sides, stated

Made a name for myself, I don’t like it

I’ve tried every sport, I don’t like you

Fuck you

I’m off