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 anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it happened fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
Emy sould I stop?
Do you think I'll make it to the morning
If it's writen?
Stich it up
The kind of song I know 'cause mother sister lover worry
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it happened fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
I feel the knife going in
I'm feeling anxious
Not enough to kill me
I thought it happened fast
But I'm feeling it now
And I feel anxious
Sleeping inches from me
I let it pass
