Push the knife deeper
Your words make you a keeper
Your words make them a sleeper
Why do you speak
If you have nothing to say
Except for hateful words
That poison the airways
Push the knife deeper
And bring about the reaper
You don’t feel good?
Smoke a little reefer
They don’t feel good
Dig the hole steeper
Why do I despise?
Why do I crush flies?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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