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Oct 2012
I knew it was close to the end of the world
I saw the fire in the sky, felt it in my bones
I felt myself being judged for all my sins
you were a devil, with an angels wings

we are never gonna see eye to eye
your always looking down on me
I'm always looking up to you

I always knew that you were the knife
so sharp, so cold, never turn my back on you
I felt you slipping under my skin
no pressure applied, effortlessly cutting me
into a million pieces

I knew the battle was lost long ago
ran out of ammunition, a cause to believe in
I caught myself surrendering
swallowed my pride, got on my knees

you were never really gonna change
you're like a shapeshifter,
you always go back to the way you were

I always knew that you were the knife
so sharp, so cold, never turn my back on you
I felt you slipping under my skin
no pressure applied, effortlessly cutting me
into a million pieces
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