Tomahawk - Palace

Tomahawk

Cut like a blade in the night

You will stalk

Hunt like a bird when in flight

You could split

A harder man with your tongue

Trust your wit

To burn a friend with your sun

So I crushed your hand

With my trusted word

You deflected and defended me in all your ways

I reflect upon

As you subject upon

Regretting me in all of your selfish ways

You could split

A harder man with your tongue

Trust your wit

To burn a friend with your sun

You’re my tomahawk, you’re my tomahawk, you’re my tomahawk

You’re my tomahawk, you’re my tomahawk, you’re my tomahawk