Gordon David - Don't Carry Knives

Stab me without warning

As your phone clicks away

Lying in a pool of blood

Boast to your friends today

All your brave talkin’ ‘bout stabbing, jabbing,

nabbing and grabbing, won’t make it all go away

Your mates are talkin’ ‘bout deceiving, leaving,

thieving and grieving, it’s not just another day

Why can’t you see your mother’s crying, a son’s dying.

someone’s lying, about the knives they’re buying

All you need to do is throw your knives away.

All of your boasting will get you is trouble and strife, if you carry a knife,

he had 2 kids