You Know Yourself

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That day you left a knife in my chest
Now there's a blade twisting in me
Carving a space where you used to be
And I don't think that we should speak
Again

I scratch my head until it bleeds
I scratch my head until it bleeds

I don't know why
This is happening to me
I don't know how
To explain these things

I don't know what
Is happening to me
I don't know how
To talk to you

Sure look, sure listen
You do it to yourself
Sure look, sure listen
You know yourself

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