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If I don't recover Sell this house and find Something lost outside your window Not forever But on the night I die I swear I'll sleep outside your window I feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious Like it's not enough to kill me I thought up and fast But I'm feeling it now and I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pass And you should have stopped Do you think I'll make It to the morning if it's written Stitch it up The kind of song I know causes more than sister - to worry I feel the knife going in I'm feeling anxious It's not enough to kill me I thought up and fast But I'm feeling it now And I feel anxious Sleeping inches from me I let it pass Aus Songtexte Mania