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We write a thousand pages, they're torn and on the floor.
Headlights hammer the windows, we're locked behind these doors.
And we are never leaving, this place is part of us,
and all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch.
Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe,
your eyes see right through me.
Let the walls have their say...
Headlights hammer the windows, we're locked behind these doors.
And we are never leaving, this place is part of us,
and all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch.
Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe,
your eyes see right through me.
Let the walls have their say...
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MattiasBengtson
fre 30 jan 2009 13:50
okej, jag ska försöka lägga upp lite oftare. :)
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