Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Little Knives , by - Marnie. Song from the album Strange Words and Weird Wars, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 01.06.2017
Record label: Helen Marnie
Song language: English
Little Knives |
| I am, I am wrecked now, wrecked now |
| I am, I am wrecked now, wrecked now |
| Skin and bone, a relic |
| Battle scars, little knives |
| Hollow frame, passion, you’re not the blame |
| But something’s breaking… |
| I am the body, I’m the guardian |
| Bruise me and beat me with your wicked tongue |
| Lay down your fists and push those arms aside |
| All that we’re left with are those little knives |
| Stop talking, change the frequency, baby |
| My satellite heart’s come alive, I can breathe in |
| Time won’t heal, memories are a flesh wound |
| But I am the blood and I’m keeping positive |
| A cartoon cutout when my back’s turned |
| Keep it together when I, when I have no words |
| Oh, your love, your little knives, little knives |
| I am, I am wrecked now, wrecked now |
| I am, I am wrecked now, wrecked now |
| Skin and bone, a… |
| Little knives |
| Hollow frame, passion |
| But something’s breaking… |
| I am the body, I’m the guardian |
| Bruise me and beat me with your wicked tongue |
| Lay down your fists and push those arms aside |
| All that we’re left with are those little knives |
| Stop talking, change the frequency, baby |
| My satellite heart’s come alive, I can breathe in |
| Time won’t heal, memories are a flesh wound |
| But I am the blood and I’m keeping positive |
| A cartoon cutout when my back’s turned |
| Keep it together when I, when I have no words |
| Oh, your love, your little knives, little knives |
| Little knives |
| Little knives |
| Stop talking, change the frequency, baby |
| My satellite heart’s come alive, I can breathe in |
| Time won’t heal, memories are a flesh wound |
| But I am the blood and I’m keeping positive |
| A cartoon cutout when my back’s turned |
| Keep it together when I, when I have no words |
| Oh, your love, your little knives |