By the Fireplace in White Lyrics

the drifting night
begets my footsteps
i press this pavement
until my feet scrape
in the back of my head i
saw you in the back of
my head i found a knife
dangling from your face

looked like a seed
To many gauges
Our thoughts controlled
My head is much bigger
My claws/ my fingers dipped in blood
They've been cut to many times be warned
You'll find, you�ll find, you'll find, you�ll find

I took my head off, I saw you in the back of
What�s in the back of? A knife dangling?

Rub my face, looks like a seed to many gauges
My thoughts controlled, my head my fingers Digging around
my fingers drenched in c**e 'n blood too many times
Too many handling, Too many handling , Too many handling, Too many handling
Why for what? for what? for what? what for?

You'll find, find, you'll find , you'll find, you'll find, you'll find
Do you remember

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