these words as sharp as glass, they soon turn to ash.
these words mean everything, you think they mean nothing.
don't promise me that, then go stabbing me in the back.
yes i am real, these words may as well kill.
knives go so deep, time for eternal sleep.
give me one last wish, its something you will not miss.
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