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Butcher Babies - …’Til the World’s Blind - Wrong End of the Knife
…’Til the World’s Blind
01. Darn That Nightmare
02. Red Thunder
03. Backstreets of Tennessee
04. Wrong End of the Knife
05. Last December
06. Beaver Cage
07. Best Friend
08. I Fell Asleep at the Table
09. This Is the Part
10. Spittin’ Teeth
11. King Pin
12. The Devil Cut Me Off
13. ’Til the World’s Blind
14. Don’t Touch My Pole
One day you'll wake up and you'll get to see what I've become
I'm the monster in your closet, underneath your bed
Go on and load your weapon, lock the door and grab your gun
I'll always be there waiting, hiding in your head

Don't be so paranoid
It's gonna be alright
Don't have to play pretend

You can't run away, I am the watching eye
Every move I make will keep you up at night
You can't run away, so now it's do or die
Every fucking thing you do, I'll be here watching...

You, you always said that I was your friend
You promised it would be alright
And now it's like I'm just holding hands
With the wrong end of the knife

I'm the buzzing in your ears
The white noise that won't disappear
You can't run away, so now it's do or die
Every fucking thing you do, I'll be here watching...

You, you always said that I was your friend
You promised it would be alright
And now it's like I'm just holding hands
With the wrong end of the knife
And I was always fighting for you
Now you're fighting for your life
Nothing really cuts like the truth
Like the wrong end of the knife

Wrong end of the fucking knife
It cuts like the truth
Wrong end of the fucking knife
It cuts right through
It cuts right through you
I always knew
Everything comes back to...

You, you always said that I was your friend
You promised it would be alright
And now it's like I'm just holding hands
With the wrong end of the knife

You always said that I was your friend (always said that I was your friend)
You promised it would be alright (promised you would be alright)
And now it's like I'm just holding hands
With the wrong end of the knife
And I was always fighting for you (I was always fighting for you)
Now you're fighting for your life (now you're fighting for your life)
Nothing really cuts like the truth (nothing really cuts)
Like the wrong end of the knife

Wong end of the fucking knife
It cuts like the truth
Yeah, we're going to cut right through