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You touched my life
with a softness in the night
my wish was your command
until you ran
out of love
I tell my self I'm free
got the change of living just for me
no need to carry on
now that you're gone

Knife cuts like a knife
how will I ever heal
I'm so deeply wounded
knife
cuts like a knife
you cut away the heart of my life

When I pretend when I smile
to fool my dearest friends
I wonder if they know
it's just a show
I'm on a stage day or night
through my charades
but how can I disguise
what's in my eyes

Oh oh oh oh oh ...
I try and try locking up
the pain I feel inside
the pain of wanting you wanting you


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Knife
Rockwell



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