got my knife

Feeling real good, feeling no pain But feeling good is not enough Isn't that a fucking shame Everything is fine, just killing all my pain But killing you is not enough This is not a fucking game All strung out, all fucked up Coming down on St John's Bluff All my life I wasn't right Lost my shit, who gives a fuck? All strung out, time's burnt up Spinning around on St John's Bluff You hurt me like someone hurt you And loving you is not enough Isn't that a fucking shame Everything's okay, I ain't the same Life is good enough I feel so fucking tame All pretty doubt, eye makeup Going up yo St John's Bluff Got my knife, gonna fight Going down, he better fuck All strung out, there's my death Without a sound on St John's Bluff My heart cried out for you to think of me All your heart wanted to do Was think of her Got a loaded gun, I hate the rain I was but a kid I don't trust memories All strung out, all fucked up Coming down on St John's Bluff All my life I wasn't right Lost my shit, who gives a fuck? Go to Kansas, meet you there I'll give a fuck, This I swear "But after the navigator has set the course, how do you adjust this automatic pilot?"