Where It Belongs
In the course of this, so called life
The endless torture is solely mine
I felt the pull of the tides
I had my price for this life
Forever more on the run with my back to the sun
No end in sight, then you came along
Now put that knife where it belongs
Right thru my heart
The endless torture is solely mine
I felt the pull of the tides
I had my price for this life
Forever more on the run with my back to the sun
No end in sight, then you came along
Now put that knife where it belongs
Right thru my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Smith
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