Out Come the Knives

Can you answer me one question please? Can you tell me, is she alright physically, without her medicine?
Shari is drinking a little over two gallons of water per hour.​

Did sweet daddy die square on your birthday
Some macabre-ish attempts to see you'd rue the day
Or appear in the end and be happy he made it back
To be just in time to cut the cake
And watch you boil alive in your own butterscotch

His ghost might appear as a venomous backlash
His ghost might appear as a motive in fear
And everyone tells you there's nobody down there
In between the chinging glasses where
They eat you up slow down to awkward again

Did sweet daddy die square on your birthday
Some macabre-ish attempts to see you'd rue the day
Here again

So here comes the pride
And out stretched the hands
To one to chop and cut clean
And here come the chefs
Ante up the bets
See how long it'll be

Out come the knives
And down swings the axe
To one to sharpen on in [The one you sharpened with me]
So here comes the pride
Here comes the pride
Here comes the pride

Here comes the pride
And out stretch the hand
To one to chop and cut clean
And here come the chefs
Ante up the bets
See how long it'll be

Out come the knives
And down swings the axe
To one to sharpen on in [The one you sharpened with me]
Here comes the pride
Here comes the pride
Here comes the pride

Here comes the pride
Here comes the pride
Here comes the pride