Kntrlr Stabs lyrics

To wield the knife again
I'd trade it all
To drown the details
I'd trade it all
To start again
To escape the end

This gesture's vacant
This gesture's fake and you know it
She's gone forever
Gone like the seasons and snow

The justice of the sun
Waits for no one
The fire in the sky
As fires do, one day will die
by definition die


The past is vacant. The past is fake and you know it.
It may be vacant, but I miss the beat of my home.

Our atmospheres piled high
evaporate and blow away
All that I've gathered round
Safe no more. Blown away

Lips they turn to leather
dried in the mid day sun
All I said I'd never do to you
I've done worse and more

The justice of the sun
Waits for no one