Текст Makari – Knives, Knives, Knives

I woke at night with cold sweat slithering down my face in streams
The drops were salty snakes poisoning my dreams
There was a sea of white boys — broken screens, and white noise
I asked them what they are doing here, and they replied «Surprise!» And now…

There isn’t any blood on the dance floor, cause no ones dancing anymore
There isn’t any one bleeding, did you mistake that for breathing?
They’re not the same anymore
It’s just a disguise, like a little mask on Halloween when you were only five

I don’t hear any clapping cause’ if I did the lights would go on and off, and on and off
There aren’t that many hands, or did you mistake your computer screen for sweating?
Because it’s not the same, and you will never feel anymore alive

There isn’t any blood on the dance floor, cause no ones dancing anymore
There isn’t any one bleeding, did you mistake that for breathing?
They’re not the same anymore
It’s just a disguise, like a little mask on Halloween when you were only five

I don’t know if this is real — good God I hope it’s not
The seeds we’ve sown are overgrown and I hate what we have wrought

I don’t know if this is real — good God I hope it’s not
The seeds we’ve sown are overgrown and I hate…

There isn’t any blood on the dance floor, cause no ones dancing anymore
There isn’t any one bleeding, did you mistake that for breathing?
They’re not the same anymore
It’s just a disguise, like a little mask on Halloween when you were only five

Knives, knives, knives!
Don’t turn your back on them!
Knives, knives, knives!
Surprise! Surprise!

There isn’t any blood on the dance floor, cause no ones dancing anymore. (Knives, knives, knives)
(Knives, knives, knives) There isn’t any one bleeding, did you mistake that for breathing? (Knives, knives, knives)
They’re not the same anymore