Getting Into Knives

I hit the cul-de-sac on the spiritual path
 Retraced my steps back home
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 But the house burned down before I got there
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 And I found myself alone
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 I tried to keep things in perspective
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 As I hunted down the perpetrator
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 Loaded up my toolkit with every hateful instrument
 Now here we are thirty years later
 I'm getting into knives
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 I'm getting into knives
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 I've been up and down the buffet
 
 Several different times
 I'm adjusting my focus
 I'm getting into knives
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 I sought wisdom from the sages
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 Consulted with master tacticians
 Met up with some guys who wouldn't tell me their last names
 They specialized in non-conventional munitions
 Stayed on the scent like a bloodhound
 
 Followed the clues where they led
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 Taste of hot ashes on my tongue all day
 I took my rifle with me to bed
 But I'm getting into knives
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 I'm getting into knives
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 It's a gift to be simple
 It's a gift to be free
 I'm adjusting my focus
 I'm getting into knives
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 Held to my vision all these days
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 While stray signals kept flooding the switchboard
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 Came all this way for hunger
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 May I be worthy of my reward?
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 I stood at the door and I listened
 Rustled through my rucksack as quiet as I could
 You can't give me back what you've taken
 
 But you can give me something that's almost as good
 I'm getting into knives
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 I am getting into knives
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 Behold, I stand at the door
 And I knock
 And then I knock twice
 I've adjusted my focus
 I'm getting into knives