| Song | Gift of a Knife |
| Artist | Cindytalk |
| Album | In This World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cindytalk, Sharp | |
| I'm settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blind | |
| I have no sight, i have no sight | |
| I see the imbecile his thin cold hands around my throat | |
| Embrace | |
| He's selling fortunes, he's selling fates, with a smile | |
| Somehow a distance calls | |
| I can ignore, it difficult for you | |
| I can it call | |
| Your dreams come true | |
| I'm settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blinded | |
| I have no sight | |
| Something falls with every tear and leaves me wanting | |
| A gift of a knife, anticipation | |
| Do i recite these words | |
| In front of my eyes | |
| Without emotion and without pain | |
| i believe only in the lies | |
| I've told for the truth is as | |
| Useful as shit to me | |
| Deny the truth and live on my back | |
| Live on my lies, live on my hands and knees | |
| Live, then die |
| zuo qu : Cindytalk, Sharp | |
| I' m settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blind | |
| I have no sight, i have no sight | |
| I see the imbecile his thin cold hands around my throat | |
| Embrace | |
| He' s selling fortunes, he' s selling fates, with a smile | |
| Somehow a distance calls | |
| I can ignore, it difficult for you | |
| I can it call | |
| Your dreams come true | |
| I' m settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blinded | |
| I have no sight | |
| Something falls with every tear and leaves me wanting | |
| A gift of a knife, anticipation | |
| Do i recite these words | |
| In front of my eyes | |
| Without emotion and without pain | |
| i believe only in the lies | |
| I' ve told for the truth is as | |
| Useful as shit to me | |
| Deny the truth and live on my back | |
| Live on my lies, live on my hands and knees | |
| Live, then die |
| zuò qǔ : Cindytalk, Sharp | |
| I' m settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blind | |
| I have no sight, i have no sight | |
| I see the imbecile his thin cold hands around my throat | |
| Embrace | |
| He' s selling fortunes, he' s selling fates, with a smile | |
| Somehow a distance calls | |
| I can ignore, it difficult for you | |
| I can it call | |
| Your dreams come true | |
| I' m settling into another fight | |
| With my hands tied behind my back | |
| And my eyes have seen the glory that leaves me blinded | |
| I have no sight | |
| Something falls with every tear and leaves me wanting | |
| A gift of a knife, anticipation | |
| Do i recite these words | |
| In front of my eyes | |
| Without emotion and without pain | |
| i believe only in the lies | |
| I' ve told for the truth is as | |
| Useful as shit to me | |
| Deny the truth and live on my back | |
| Live on my lies, live on my hands and knees | |
| Live, then die |