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elizabeth whitington - the knife lyrics

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if we were lost in a forest
a place where you can’t hear my screams
i’d offer my body for sustenance
and leave the rest of me to bleed to sleep
if i got lost in a forest
like all those kids we used to know
would you send out a party to find me?
or would you rather n0body know?

it’s okay, i have my little kitchen knife to keep me warm
cut the paint from underneath the styro and reshape my form
into something that would look good while starved and rigid
in an open casket
and i’ll sit outside during the procession
and eat chips i stole from h+ll

- elizabeth whitington lyrics

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