Switchblades - The Copyrights

We brought knives to a gunfight, we’re in over our heads

There’s one in the chamber and all eyes seeing red

With switchblades blazing, we found a way out

Just keep on stabbing in the dark

Painted myself into a corner, don’t even know where to start

Could walk through it with brand new shoes, or rot here staring at my art

I try to tiptoe but it doesn’t work, I look back at the smeared up floor

Everything looks better than before

We brought knives to a gunfight, we’re in over our heads

There’s one in the chamber and all eyes seeing red

With switchblades blazing, we found a way out

Just keep on stabbing in the dark

Just keep on stabbing in the dark

We’re grasping at straws

We’re drawing for sticks

We look it over

It can’t be fixed

Nothing is broken so it can’t be fixed