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I’m sitting here frozen in this bed I made Considering the weight of the bricks I laid now that I’m through One by one sealed every crack that I could slip between to find my way back Find my way back home to you And I’m burning all my bridges with these matches I light To illuminate my path to what is right And even if it’s true what they say that you can’t go back home once you’ve cast it away I would still have left tonight You know baby I would be with you if I could To trade my flesh for your bones I would, I would, I would, I would, I would… I carry with me on my way All the ghosts of all the love that I let slip away The heavy weight of promises made That if I could exonerate I might just lift off today
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Hannush
Mon 11 Feb 2008 18:54
åt något som rört något som rört något som rört något som hade rört en räka :(
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