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The game with myself
You know you would
But never you could
If you ever got the chance
To use the knife
That ended my life
And end our little dance
But you couldn't bear
That one harming tear
That'll steal me from my friend
When you used the knife
That ended my life
And let me see the end
This is how it is each day
From each morning to each lay
As I look for the tallest shelf
I think of the knife
That ended my life
The game that I play with myself
