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Pocket Knife
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I found a pocket knife in my uncle's room
While I was cleaning up his stuff after he passed
I tried to open it, I got uncomfortable
Because I realized nothing good was made to last
Laid on the carpet where they found your body there
My shirt was covered in locotom balls with and body hairs
And as I brushed it off, I start to understand
This fucking pocket knife ain't the only thing that he left
'Cause when you died, you left your shit behind
It's like your personal diamond missed
And how you died was pretty nerf to find that there was no way of stopping it
Laid on the carpet where they found your body there
My shirt was covered in locotom balls with and body hairs
And as I brushed it off, I start to understand
This fucking pocket knife ain't the only thing that he left
When your door got locked, I'd knock that down
If the blade gets dull, I could sharpen it
On the bathroom floor where I found myself
Now I'm mad, I'm just tryin' to be honest
When your door got locked, I'd knock that down
If the blade gets dull, I could sharpen it
On the bathroom floor where I found myself
Now I'm mad, I'm just tryin' to be honest
When your door got locked, I'd knock that down
If the blade gets dull, I could sharpen it
On the bathroom floor where I found myself
Now I'm mad, I'm just tryin' to be honest
'Cause when you died, you left your shit behind
It's like your personal diamond missed
And how you died was pretty nerf to find that there was no way of stopping it
Laid on the carpet where they found your body there
My shirt was covered in locotom balls with and body hairs
And as I brushed it off, I start to understand
This fucking pocket knife ain't the only thing that he left
On the bathroom floor where I found myself
Now I'm mad, I'm just tryin' to be honest
'Cause when you died, you left your shit behind
It's like your personal diamond missed
And how you died was pretty nerf to find that there was no way of stopping it
Laid on the carpet where they found your body there
My shirt was covered in locotom balls with and body hairs
And as I brushed it off, I start to understand
This fucking pocket knife ain't the only thing that he left
I found a pocket knife in my uncle's room
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