Lletres: Donots. Backstabbing.

Stab me in the back
Come and break my neck
Yeah, trust grows slowly
But dies so fast
(Nothing ever lasts)
I know
Therec?? a blade for everyone
And one was made for you
Therec?? a blade for every hypocrite telling lies - lies
And every knife that cuts my skin
Leaves a scar on you
Every knife that cuts my skin
Leaves a scar on you - you
Tell me:
How many knives can we dig from our backs?
How many knives can we take?

Wec??e all hypocrites
Everyonec?? a fake
Wec??e all being cheated
Everyonec?? betrayed - yeah
Wec??e all hypocrites
Everyonec?? a fake
Wec??e all being cheated
At the end of the day
I know