And I`ve lost all faith in this blurring light.
But stay right here we can change our plight.
We`re storming through this,despite what`s right.
One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With Knives and Pens we made our plight.
Lay your hart-, hart down,the ends in sight.
Conscious begs for u to do whats right.
Everyday its still the same dull knife.
stab it through and justify your pride.
One final fight for this tonight
Whoa-oh-oh
With Knives and Pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh.
And I cant go on without your love,you lost,you never held on.
We tried our best,turn out the light turn out the light!
One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With Knives and Pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh.
And I cant go on without your love,you lost,you never held on.
We tried our best to turn out the light,turn out the light!
