13 July 2011
There's a boat, I could sail away There's the sky, I could catch a plane There's a train, there's the tracks I could leave and I could choose to not come back Oh never come back
finns ingen utväg ur mörkret och ingen framtid för jag blir aldrig fri så kan mitt liv bli till något bra kan jag se en morgondag
Like I cut up your mouth The night I stuffed it all in I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
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