LYRIC
SWITCHBLADE KNIFE
(c) 2017, Christopher G. Moon – All Rights Reserved
Send royalties to: C.Moon 14640 Duke Hwy, Alva, FL 33920
I’ve taken bullets more than two
got the scars to prove its true
been stabbed and beat, run from the heat,
rode the pony seen the sheet
Pulled a stick up pushed some pain
Did the time and took the blame
Lived in alleys ate there too
Good times only seen a few
CHORUS:
Sold my soul and sold some shit
kicked the monkey made a hit
wish I had a different life
I’d trade it for my switchblade knife
Been cold and wet and too hot too
kicked out of every single school
busted laws like windows panes
used a gun instead of brains
Wired a ride and took a trip
Did so much it made me sick
Got a jones who rides my back
At 15 had a heart attack
CHORUS:
Sold my soul and sold some shit
kicked the monkey made a hit
wish I had a different life
I’d trade it for my switchblade knife
BRIDGE: The day my soul walked out on me I was too young to even see
the shadow that remained behind took my life and left me blind
too blind to see the things I’d done, too blind to know know I hadn’t won
you can’t escape who you’ve become, we’re all just convicts on the run
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