Crying alone, there's a fragile life
You can paint the picture pretty
But the stories is no disguise
It's only getting later now
And you may come away through time
The silver spoon won't feed your friends
'Cause life taste bitter when you eat with your hands
Count me in and I'll be the one
To take the knife out of your spine
'Cause I know you'd be the first
To bury the blade deeper into mine, into mine
You've never know this charming life
You can write the perfect setting
But the story, I'm not buying
We're only getting older now
And you can come away through time
The silver spoon won't feed your friends
'Cause life taste bitter when you eat with your hands
Count me in and I'll be the one
To take the knife out of your spine
'Cause I know you'd be the first
To bury the blade, to bury the blade
I'm counting on you to bury the blade
Count me in and I'll be the one
To take the knife out of your spine
'Cause I know you'll be the one
To bury the blade but she's still mine
Count me in and I'll be the one
To take the knife out of your spine
'Cause I know you'd be the first
To bury the blade deeper into mine
Count me in, count me in
Count me in, count me in
To bury the blade deep in your spine
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