Knife Going In - Mykki Blanco

If I don’t recover,

Sell this house and find something lost outside your window.

Not forever.

On the night I die I swear I’ll sleep outside your window.

I feel the knife going in,

I’m feeling anxious.

Not enough to kill me, I thought it’d happen fast.

But I’m feeling it now and I feel anxious.

Sleeping inches from me, I let it pass.

Emy should I stop?

Do you think I’ll make it to the morning if it’s written?

Stitch it up.

The kind of song I know 'cause mother, sister, you’re the worry.

I feel the knife going in,

I’m feeling anxious.

Not enough to kill me, I thought it’d happen fast.

But I’m feeling it now and I feel anxious.

Sleeping inches from me, I let it pass.