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Dont think I dont think about the knife
Resting in my spine
Open wound dripping blood stained on my back
Its just a matter of time
YOULL GET WHAT YOU DESERVE
YOULL GET WHATS COMING TO YOU
Maybe you like to bite the hand that feeds
And just push it aside
Maybe youll find yourself crawling on knees
Its just a matter of time
Chorus
If I could puke in your mouth
Id gag myself all day
Id like to show you just how
Rancid karma can taste
I got my doll now
Got my voodoo doll now
Got my doll now
Got my voodoo doll now
Outta pins now
Running outta pins now
Outta pins now
Running outta pins now
Im a man of God so I pray
that life will teach ya better
Than again Im just a man, so hey
I hope to find ya dead or
Repressed but with a D
Lets bring back lepracy
Or S.A.R.S yes maybe
Or a qudrapalegic
Its sick
how quick you turned
You played with fire
And I got burned
And twice not you thought
Of betraying
A humble pave
Thats why I sing
Chorus
And I believe this knife belongs to you
Chorus