9.Knife Going In
If I don't recover
Sell this house and find something lost outside your window
Not Forever
On the night I die
I swear I'll sleep outside your window
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it'd happen fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
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
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