Cold winter night
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Between sheets and ceiling bed and floor
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I took the sharpest knife
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In my drawer and went for the kill
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And as you doubled over
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Reeling from the cut
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The feeling I won faded fast
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Like the last bits of summer into fall
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Like the sand from the ocean with the tide
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I gathered up your body
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And pulled it close to mine
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Felt you sobbing in agony
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Felt your heart turn to stone under mine
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You said through dying lips
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You'd wish me well
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I left you laying there
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And headed out
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Into the night
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Feeling the bitterness that comes
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With winning another fight
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With blood still on my hands
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I walked on through
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Avenues
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Alleyways
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And
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Shadow littered streets
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This is as Close as I Get to Love
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| The Nightmare Scenario |
