
Knife Zounds
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I can look in the mirror and not recognize
The reflection that is appearing on the other side
I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie
But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
Well I've been down on the pavement I've been shopping for clothes
But it's just one uniform then another all standing in rows
A new outfit a new outlook another show
I shed one skin from my body then another one grows
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
I can look in the mirror and not recognize
The reflection that is appearing on the other side
I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie
But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
The reflection that is appearing on the other side
I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie
But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
Well I've been down on the pavement I've been shopping for clothes
But it's just one uniform then another all standing in rows
A new outfit a new outlook another show
I shed one skin from my body then another one grows
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
I can look in the mirror and not recognize
The reflection that is appearing on the other side
I know that hat and that coat that shirt and that tie
But I can't seem to remember who's been living inside
Sometimes I think I'll go and get a knife
And cut all of my clothes down in to rags
Sometimes I think I'll take a holiday
From wearing my opinions like a badge
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