Butterfly Knife

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she said I'm lonely but don't know,
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my brother looks over me, tells me
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how can I tell him, I've got a mind of my own,
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with you
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and I wondered why her brother wasn't nearby
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now the guards they look over her, ...so how can I tell her,
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my own, with you the murderer.