As the end of life,
draws nye and near,
where are the hidden,
suppressed feelings of fear?
Never been the sharpest blade,
in this drawer of life,
but hey! let that slide,
I said I wasn't the sharpest knife
As the end of life,
draws nye and near,
where are the hidden,
suppressed feelings of fear?
Never been the sharpest blade,
in this drawer of life,
but hey! let that slide,
I said I wasn't the sharpest knife