A Knife In The Back

Is it could enough to breathe

Could I move without the pain

Did someone call my name

Is that the sun or does it rain

When I'm on my feet again

And soar on my wings

Every cloud turns to black

I feel the knife in my back

When You turn to walk away

When You least expect it

It's the closest to stab

The knives in your back

Beneath the surge it's clear

No fear whence here's no hope

It's every time I rise above

When I can't seem to cope

When I'm on my feet again

And soar on my wings

Every cloud turns to black

I feel the knife in my back

When You turn to walk away

When You least expect it

It's the closest to stab

The knives in your back

Am I asleep or were you here?

I don't want to be awake

I wish that I could speak

But if I could is too late?

Within my misery, I am free

Underneath the fear and dark I am me

When I'm on my feet again

And soar on my wings

Every cloud turns to black

I feel the knife in my back

When You turn to walk away

When You least expect it

It's the closest to stab

The knives in your back