Loss of Life // Pocket Knife ft. Fógeti Lyrics

No one to help you

No one to save you

No one can hear you

No one will love you

Tear the flesh apart

We just need the heart

We study for years to perform this art

Yeah he looks afraid

That's the point of it

Look at him pray despite knowing his own fate

About to cry

He lost an eye

We got him high

About to die

We cut his thigh

We're not shy to say bye

To some guy, getting by

He's not our ally

Ouy gve sut no one

Ouy hla hus no one

Ouy tha lev no one

Ouy break neck

Loss of life

Cessations beautiful

With your wife

Dead, long gone

Dread, live on

You will now memento mori

Pocket knife

Frustration overflows

We caught it

You're tied up

Poor hook-up

There's no one to tell your story

Now, from your perspective

You're feeling respected

And interconnected to your hook up

Your wife then walks in

And your hook up bleeds thin

Then you're scared of her grin

Your wife calls our name

You start feeling shameful, fearful

What have you done this time

You were stupidly caught

And then urgently brought

This is is not what you thought

No one to help you

No one to save you

No one can hear you

No one will love you

Loss of life

Cessations beautiful

With your wife

Dead, long gone

Dread, live on

You will now memento mori

Pocket knife

Frustration overflows

We caught it

You're tied up

Poor hook-up

There's no one to tell your story

Loss of life

Cessations beautiful

With your wife

Dead, long gone

Dread, live on

You will now memento mori

Pocket knife

Frustration overflows

We caught it

You're tied up

Poor hook-up

There's no one to tell your story