| This can’t be happening
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| My life flashed before my eyes
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| You move in for the kill, but here I am still standing
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| Knives to the back only go skin deep
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| So when you finish the job, make sure you go for the heart
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| Sticks and stones may bring me to my knees
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| So when you finish the job, you’ll have to rip me apart
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| You gave the attention, that I have always needed
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| I’ll gather my dignity and try to leave, but you always keep coming back
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| We were so close, but got lost in the starlight
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| Now I’m caught like a deer, in your car headlights
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| You cut me deep, stole my crown
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| Looked so proud as I hit the ground
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| Now I’m watching the black butterflies, as my eyes turn. |
| cold!
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| Knives to the back only go skin deep
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| So when you finish the job, make sure you go for the heart
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| Sticks and stones may bring me to my knees
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| So when you finish the job, you’ll have to rip me apart
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| I’ll give you! |
| all my words!
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| For all your thoughts!
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| This can’t be happening, my life flashed before my eyes
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| You move in for the kill but here I am still standing |