[Intro]
Two, three, and
[Verse 1]
I hit the cul-de-sac on the spiritual path
Retraced my steps back home
But the house burned down before I got there
And I found myself alone
I tried to keep things in perspective
As I hunted down the perpetrator
Loaded up my toolkit with every hateful instrument
Now here we are thirty years later
[Chorus 1]
I'm getting into knives
I'm getting into knives
I've been up and down the buffet
Sеveral different timеs
I've adjusted my focus
I'm getting into knives
[Verse 2]
I sought wisdom from the sages
Consulted with master tacticians
Met up with some guys who wouldn't tell me their last names
They specialized in non-conventional munitions
Stayed on the scent like a bloodhound
Followed the trail where it led
Taste of hot ashes on my tongue all day
I took my rifle with me to bed
Two, three, and
[Verse 1]
I hit the cul-de-sac on the spiritual path
Retraced my steps back home
But the house burned down before I got there
And I found myself alone
I tried to keep things in perspective
As I hunted down the perpetrator
Loaded up my toolkit with every hateful instrument
Now here we are thirty years later
[Chorus 1]
I'm getting into knives
I'm getting into knives
I've been up and down the buffet
Sеveral different timеs
I've adjusted my focus
I'm getting into knives
[Verse 2]
I sought wisdom from the sages
Consulted with master tacticians
Met up with some guys who wouldn't tell me their last names
They specialized in non-conventional munitions
Stayed on the scent like a bloodhound
Followed the trail where it led
Taste of hot ashes on my tongue all day
I took my rifle with me to bed
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