Knives

La-da-da-dum, la-da-da-dum

Oh, the zombies on the streets, yeah, they're looking for a feast

Screaming, "Man down, yeah, that's another one deceased"

And they're plotting and scheming, and committing treason

Like it's hunting season, you better believe there

Ain't no rest for the wicked

New blood, better go get vicious

You better, you better sharpen up your

Knives

If you wanna make it through the night

You better remember that you can never trust nobody

Take the gloves off, things get ugly

Knives

Sharpen your knives

Um, okay, like knife to a gunfight, shit is getting sticky

Kill you with a smile, now you're bleeding out your feelings

It get wicked, wicked, wicked when I'm coming to your city

Leave you H-A-U-N-T-E-D, rest in peace, bitch

Moon shaped blade in the cut, black cat whip for the luck

Hellhounds, hellhounds, all my dogs really out for your blood

Gunblade, bitch, I'm versatile, I love knives, it's personal

Put a motherfucker in the grave right quick, like get some sleep, you work tomorrow, bitch

Ain't no rest for the wicked

New blood, better go get vicious

You better, you better sharpen up your

Knives

If you wanna make it through the night

You better remember that you can never trust nobody

Take the gloves off, things get ugly

Knives

Sharpen your knives

Ain't no rest for the wicked

New blood, better go get vicious

Bleed with me, rock with me

Cutter gon' talk for me

No heroes, no villains

No sympathy, just venom

Moon-shaped blade

Send 'em to the grave

Ain't no rest for the wicked

New blood, better go get vicious

Bleed with me, rock with me

Cutter gon' talk for me

No heroes, no villains

Just do it for the thrill and sharpen up your

Knives

If you wanna make it through the night

You better remember that you can never trust nobody

Take the gloves off, things get ugly

Knives

Sharpen your knives