Four Mile Circus - Mark of the Wounded (The Knifethrower)

Come to the show
Find out what you wanna know
Crossing the line
Playing with glitter knives

So, when you reach back and finally throw
The sign of surrender that she shows
The mark of the wounded that you owe

No fortune but fame
Freak show that's the game
Silence sincere

So, when you reach back and finally throw
The sign of surrender that she shows
The mark of the wounded that you owe

Pale maiden in white gown
Fan of knives, butterflies
White gloves where fingers are pinned

Don't turn your back on the throwing man

So, when you reach back and finally throw
The sign of surrender that she shows
The mark of the wounded that you owe

Pale maiden, hit no sound
A fine mark, one last gasp
Trailing a thin line of red

Written by:
Colin Shanley

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