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If I don't recover
Sell this house and find
Something lost outside your window
Not forever
But on the night I die, I swear
I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling like she's not enough to kill me
I thought it up and fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel like she's sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
Emy, should I stop?
Do you think I'll make it to the morning
If it's written "Stitch it up"?
The kind of song I know
'Cause mother, sister, lover worry
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling like she's not enough to kill me
I thought it up and fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel like she's sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling like she's not enough to kill me
I thought it up and fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel like she's sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
Feel the knife going in
I'm feeling like she's not enough to kill me
I thought it up and fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel like she's sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
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