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The Knife

from Drunk On What I Am by Kyle Numann

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Sing us another song. Bend like a cat, to lick your wounds. Lean, with all your weight, against your friends to stay upright & wait for us all to be wrong.

Leave, you leave your heart like it's a pet that you just can't afford. May the soul, may the body be tended by the mind. Then again if you don't have the time, at least make it look like you're trying. Hook another line about how you “pump blood like an oil derrick” to feed your feeble bones, & “let them in like a turnstyle but still wake up all alone.”

So, are you just going to fold your arms & leave me here, so close to harm? Are gonna take your knife, shove it in, twist it to the right?

You know you're gonna get tired sometime.

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from Drunk On What I Am, released April 15, 2014

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