Pocket Knife
Boh Racer
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I wouldn't say that I am still chasing after you It's more like limping forward towards you With a blanket of pocket knives in my back Questions in my chest I will collapse here eventually I'm just not done pacing around my house yet Muttering hateful insults to the walls, Cracking jokes with my cat, Smoking pot or crying over the thought that I've been holding on to things That I'm relatively indifferent about (F*ck it I'll say it) I've been holding on to things That don't even make me happy anymore My best friend's dad gave me a knife Thus giving me the power to kill My best friend's dad gave me a knife And I would use it to kill Anyone who would ever try to harm them Because some good things just have to start bad So here's to getting older The flame dies to a smolder We live and we all learn That eventually the flame dies out And I'm older now Look how it all turned out
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