Splatter

Now it had come a time when nothing is aligned,
 And there is movement somewhere behind
 Scattered and lost in doubt, and left to figure out
 And when it struck, the mess was disgraceful
 Take the knife, don't let it go for any reason
 Twist it in
 And get me while I'm turned around
 That world is full of itself and full of treason
 And you can keep it all
 You're making no mistake
 Your treachery could clear the room out, but
 Your charm could bring them right back
 Swinging every little piece where it's adored and safe
 But your trail is a room and a body splattered
 How can you live like that?
 Take the knife, don't let it go for any reason
 Twist it in
 And get me while I'm turned around
 That world is full of itself and full of treason
 And you can keep it all
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 Run to the open arms of the weak and empty
 Run to where it's easy
 Run to the open arms of the weak and empty