Secret Handshake - No Knife

I don’t believe that they know it’s time

So up to speed but too far to see behind

It’s so beat on both ends

And what possesses you to pretend?

Once tasted, farewell

Time to appreciate myself

The hanging wall is moving

Proving me wrong

But what started out as nothing

It seems is gone

And if a question’s only

Something in your head to bring along…