Twist The Knife (Slowly) Lyrics - Napalm Death
Gut level, below it all.
Out of duty - just here.
Feeling like a knife's being twisted
in the hole of how it is.
False hope, an inch of pride
That died when I left to hide from non
Of conditioned opinion.
Rest assured but not assured,
All is well,
But I think we've dealt with the fear
For far too long.
Unborn suffer the norm.
Born to this-I think not!
I stand against till the shit drops.
We see all but do nothing,
In the hole of "How it is"
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