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The Pen Is Mightier Than The Knife But -
by Liz
Rated: E | Lyrics | Music | #1426086
see for yourself if you dare. :)
Note: This song is actually titled: The Pen Is Mightier Than The Knife But Actions Speak Louder Than Words.


Lying through your teeth
Trying to keep a level head
Knee-deep in, there's no way out
You're half-way dead
Staring out at the horizon
One hand tied behind your back
One foot in the grave
You know there's nothing left for you to save

Your in the eye of the storm
Surrounded by your greatest fears
God knows what they'll do
And only God cares for you
Fire breathing down your neck
Everyone's placed their bets
Anticipating, silently waiting
Hoping you'll slit your own throught
So it's not their mess at the end
They're only messing with your head

You don't want to believe it
But in the pit of your stomach you feel it
You should have held your tongue
Now they hold the gun (to your head)
This is more than flesh and blood can stand
More than the human mind can comprehend

Your in the eye of the storm
Surrounded by your greatest fears
God knows what they'll do
And only God cares for you
Fire breathing down your neck
Everyone's placed their bets
Anticipating, silently waiting
Hoping you'll slit your own throught
So it's not their mess at the end
They're only messing with your head

Feel the pain of being tortured
Look down at the blood stains on your hands
Could it be you had it coming?
Suck it up, At least go down like a man
Clear your throat to speak your last words
They might pretend to care
Take a breath, confess
Get it off your chest
Before your at last put to rest

Your in the eye of the storm
Surrounded by your greatest fears
God knows what they'll do
And only God cares for you
Fire breathing down your neck
Everyone's placed their bets
Anticipating, silently waiting
Hoping you'll slit your own throught
So it's not their mess at the end
They're only messing with your head

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