are like knives They peel my skin and pierce my soul Your body will burn tonight Though your heart may still remain cold And I will blame myself And
are like knives They peel my skin and pierce my soul Your body will burn tonight Though your heart may still remain cold And I blame myself And I blame
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like knives They peel my skin and pierce my soul... Your body will burn tonight... Though your heart may still remain cold And I will blame myself And
words are like knives They peel my skin and pierce my soul Your body will burn tonight Though your heart may still remain cold And I blame myself And
death a grasshopper in the lab dead stabbed in the head knives are like the hands of a crab jabbin your flab till you wrapped them and bled throw you
of death a grasshopper in the lab dead stabbed in the head knives are like the hands of a crab jabbin your flab till you wrapped them and bled throw you
