Album: The Best of Taste of Chaos
We walked on glass all day long, with eyes rolled back
It came with smiles, it came with gestures, and it came with motives
Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other,
This is between me and this blade, and my heart
Distributing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters,
With a directional diagram of a guilty heart
"Insert knife here"
Lack of thought on this subject has attested catastrophic
Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart
With our eyes rolled back