Snowstorm
Ivan Sohrakoff
Key: Am
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Every time I try to kill you
It just doesn’t work out
Lord knows I’d love to
God knows you deserve it

I woke up in the middle of a snow storm
Sweating like the devil
I found a baby knife it was in my knuckles
It seemed like a keychain

A thousand pounds of something
You can never see with your eyes
You can never trust your best friend
With your lies

Every time I try to kill you
It just doesn’t work out
Lord knows I’d love to
God knows you deserve it

I woke up in the middle of a snow storm
Sweating like the devil
I found a baby knife it was in my knuckles
It seemed like a keychain

A thousand pounds of something
You can never see with your eyes
You can never trust your best friend
With your lies

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