Twist The Knife (Slowly)

Текст песни Napalm Death - Twist The Knife (Slowly) <br/> Gut level, below it all.Out of duty - just here.Feeling like a knife&#039;s been in the hole of how it is.False hope, an ich of prideTHatdied when I left to hide from a non stop batteringOf conditioned opinion.Rest assured but not assured,( )<br />All is well,But I think we&#039;ve dealt with the fearFor far too long.