《The Kill In Me》歌词

[00:00:01] The Kill In Me - P.O.S

[00:00:09] (I'm layin low layin' low, I'm c-c-creepin,

[00:00:12] I'm p-p-pushin my breath, just q-q-quiet,

[00:00:14] No speakin'speakin' from shadows,

[00:00:16] C-c-corners, a phantom,

[00:00:17] With steps, amp up with cold hate, where the knife is

[00:00:20] Decapitated)

[00:00:22] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:00:25] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:00:28] So please be a doll and rest your head in my hands..

[00:00:33] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:00:36] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:00:38] Let me treat you like a doll

[00:00:40] And snap your neck in my hands

[00:00:41] (In my hand) In my hand is this blade, was a gift,

[00:00:44] And I never wanna give it back, it's a slave to my fist,

[00:00:47] A little bit to help it to relax, I'm amazed,

[00:00:49] It'll stay sharp forever,

[00:00:50] And if I take real good care of this shit,

[00:00:52] It won't go away,

[00:00:52] In my play house I lay foundation,

[00:00:55] But I think it was a little much,

[00:00:57] Not enough coupons cut,

[00:00:57] But I hold of a lost trust, and I'm dazed,

[00:00:59] I could play it smart forever,

[00:01:00] Just wasn't down for whatever,

[00:01:02] You know, that shit went away,

[00:01:03] But I'll act tough,

[00:01:04] I walk tall and c-c-carry a big bag of wrenches,

[00:01:06] And if you call, I'll play mechanic,

[00:01:08] Fake 'til I fix it,

[00:01:09] Sick as an -ism, stickin to this holdin due to the shape,

[00:01:12] All i got is the cold curve of that blade, so I'm sunburnt,

[00:01:15] That should tell you what's what, I got nicked,

[00:01:17] I'm pressin just to keep the blood in the cut,

[00:01:20] Fade to black like a hemophiliac, fully afflicted

[00:01:22] Sick of your...snap, the k-k-killin is in me,

[00:01:26] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:01:29] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:01:32] So please be a doll and rest your head in my hands..

[00:01:37] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:01:40] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:01:42] Let me treat you like a doll

[00:01:44] And snap your neck in my hands

[00:01:46] And it's gone, wash your hands of this,

[00:01:48] And I know you never lookin back,

[00:01:49] Don't just stand there, just,

[00:01:52] And it's strange, I could accept it, but check it,

[00:01:54] See, I'm just happy with a piece of you,

[00:01:56] And I'm sane in the brain, truth is I'm simmerin here,

[00:01:59] Steady lookin for a bit of hope,

[00:02:00] And I hope that you get it,

[00:02:02] When I'm steady comin for your throat, and it's strange,

[00:02:03] See it's been dormant and docile,

[00:02:04] But if you poke a pet too much too long

[00:02:06] That shit'll turn hostile,

[00:02:07] (I'm layin low, layin' low, I'm c-c-creepin,

[00:02:10] I'm p-p-pushin my breath, just q-q-quiet,

[00:02:12] No speakin'speakin' from shadows, c-c-corners, a phantom,

[00:02:15] With steps, cold hate cold hate, decapitated)

[00:02:20] (I'm lookin' to follow

[00:02:25] Back with the light

[00:02:31] I'm lookin' to follow

[00:02:36] The blood will feed the love)

[00:02:39] Tucked away in a heart snapped and stripped of it's guard,

[00:02:42] Tucked away in a hole carefully picked in the yard,

[00:02:45] Sinfully slippin through shades,

[00:02:46] Lickin cries and snivellin,

[00:02:47] Somethin so significant dies,

[00:02:48] Who's the beast? Who bears the burden?

[00:02:50] Dirt, prepare for your feast,

[00:02:52] If wary eyes, could sight for sore

[00:02:53] No there'd be nothin to see (Nuh-uh)

[00:02:55] Adapt adjust to maladjusted to me,

[00:02:57] Under dirt and over concrete,

[00:02:58] Tonight we sleep like angels.

[00:03:01] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:03:04] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:03:06] So please be a doll and rest your head in my hands..

[00:03:12] You can't cut surgically with a shaky hand,

[00:03:15] And honestly my nerves are shot again,

[00:03:17] Let me treat you like a doll and snap your neck in my hands