Rusty Knife - Lincoln Durham

Like a rusty knife

I find sinless flesh

It tears and scars

Until there ain’t much left

I bet your crown

Of self-righteousness

That rusty knife

Will find sinless flesh

The devil quotin' scripture

Recites in chapter and verse

I went lookin' for a loss of faith

Or at least an open purse

No, brothers, you tell the witch’s worth

I said, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, bo, whoa

Like a rusty knife

I find sinless flesh

Well, it tears and scars

Until there ain’t much left

Well, I bet your crown

Of self-righteousness

That rusty knife

Will find sinless flesh

Bon Temps, sweet, sweet thangs

In the comfort of

Or a while, coverin' a tattoo

Resemblin' a of beasts

Not exactly, but close at least

I said, ah, ah, ah, uh, oh, oh, woop, oh, oh

Like a rusty knife

I find sinless flesh

Well, it tears and scars

Until there ain’t much left

Well, I bet your crown

Of your righteousness, uh

Well, that rusty knife

Will find sinless flesh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…