Lyrics

Knives
Music and Lyrics by B. Rummer

I’ve never known
In what direction I should go
Disregard benevolence
I don’t want what’s been bestowed

I’m in this alone
Sometimes I feel there’s no one I can trust
I’m in this alone
And in the end we all turn to dust

We put up the walls without hesitation
The final curtain call deserves an ovation
But, will they show?
Now all my friends are indisposed
Separate lives
I feel the knives planted firmly in my back

I’m in this alone

It all feels palpable
So orchestrated
In between sorrow and feeling elated