Songtext von Knife With Both Ends

I remember the day you offer you hand I was fool and naive to believe in your help I don't make trial I don't make your reputation Leave them take Their own conclusions Knife with both ends gift to you friend Knife with both ends gift to you I remember the day you offer you hand I was fool and naive to believe in your hell The same hand that pulls can push you I don't make trial I don't make your reputation Leave them take Their own conclusions