3 Knives کے بول

Yeah First it was nothing Now you want something? What about what you said we did? What we should have done You got it wrong Don't say it again You've said enough Three knives to the back so I know That this ain't where I belong Three knives to the throat of what I love Archaic nothing The same stones that built their homes Colored red with our blood But did my pain mean something? So here comes the flood Your washed up stories Of arrogance and burnt trust But you got it wrong Don't say it again You've said enough Three knives in the back so I know That this ain't where I belong Three knives to the throat of what I loved Three knives slicing We are just canines biting Chasing something That isn't worth saving Burn my gods There's nowhere to run I'm on the hunt, I'm after you I'm on the hunt, I'm after you I'm on the hunt, I'm after you