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Dust in the wind, close your eyes.. And you will be able to see.
Under the cracks we might find reason..
A part of me, a part of you
deep, deep and cold..
and now, I am weak
Like when you said this was for real
I am not lost, just undiscovered..
Broken and left to rust in the rain.
roses, blown over and fayding away.. In the fairytales they are beautiful
while the brick wall falls, the poison in your blood will reach this end point and hurt me to death..
Somewhere, Somehow..Believing dosn´t make this any easier.
Walls green, blood red and a heart of gold, Pure gold.. No matter how close I will get to you, no matter how much I wish I could, I will always still remain black and white.
We once believed this was for real.
Lets hope we can find it in the end.
En gång för mycket .
shadows, shadows which haunt us, even while we arent awake..
Final lap
Crashing down
Against the brick wall I can feel beautiful.. compare me to the outside