Sanoja: The Copyrights. Switchblades.

We brought knives to a gunfight, we?re in over our heads
There?s one in the chamber and all eyes seeing red
With switchblades blazing, we found a way out
Just keep on stabbing in the dark

Painted myself into a corner, don?t even know where to start
Could walk through it with brand new shoes, or rot here staring at my art
I try to tiptoe but it doesn?t work, I look back at the smeared up floor
Everything looks better than before

We brought knives to a gunfight, we?re in over our heads
There?s one in the chamber and all eyes seeing red
With switchblades blazing, we found a way out
Just keep on stabbing in the dark
Just keep on stabbing in the dark

We?re grasping at straws
We?re drawing for sticks
We look it over
It can?t be fixed
Nothing is broken so it can?t be fixed