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Let me tell you about a girl that I used to be,
Same name same face but a different me,
She didn't know what she was thinking,
Didn't know her world was sinking,
Had her dreams written on a paper in her hand,
Held on tight but she didn't understand,
The love and hurt that she's replacing,
All the past that she's erasing.
Hade en för jävlig natt igen, sover ju knappt längre, jippii... sömnbrist, psykosepisoder, mardrömmar, ångest, värk, oro, allt på samma gång...
Nåja i eftermiddag kommer Micke och hämtar mig, sen är man hos honom tills imorrn kväll, kommer bli skönt att komma iväg lite också.
Annons