All these knives thrown at me Backstabbing and I can't see Everything's fine when I face the front Turn my back everything's so blunt They never say it to my face I've got more power on my own You'll shut your mouth when you're disgraced I'll win the battle then disown Is saying one thing or the other Depending who it is worth the bother? How much will you benefit? When all you'll be is a hypocrite Face forward