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Running out of songs to sing
Running out of thoughts to think
I hope that when you think of me
You'll feel the wind through your door
Maybe all the things I think are starting to get to me
But it's not like I pay attention anymore

I've been hiding all the knives
But it wasn't until tonight
That I saw my face in your eyes

Home sweet home
Oh just look how you've grown
I wonder how you'll find out
That your daughter finally made it out
Will it be through a passing shout
Or the list of dead in a police report

I've been hiding all the knives
But it wasn't until tonight
That I saw my face in your eyes

I've been hiding all the knives
But it wasn't until tonight
That I saw my face in your eyes
I've been hiding all the knives
But it wasn't until tonight
That I saw my face in your eyes



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Writer(s): Riley Stork
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