(Chorus)
Knives in the back, I have knives in the back
It doesn't matter how long it take
Every bloody semester I'll have another fucking stake
Fucking knives in the back, I have knives in the back

(Verse 1)
It's another 6 months wasted
They say it's my fault and I'm a problem
Of course by all I am the most hated
They say I'm the bad influence, I don’t care

(Pre-chorus)
I know the problem is them
They point me but for other idiots they has up they thumb

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Young problem, demonized teenager these are my qualifiers
They scream that my brain is a fucking tangle of wires
I don’t Fucking care, they are the fucking same slaves
But still they believe that I am the one that their life rotted and will not save

(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I don't care about the fucking knives on my bloody back
I'd rather have them and keep smoking than being another human under black

(Chorus)