October
November 2010
Jag har gått så långt, nästan blivit van Historien upprepar sig och slutar alltid likadant Sidan som går vidare har någon redan rivit av Så jag griper tag i vita blad Om inte jag var feg, om in
I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned I won't tell anybody, won't tell anybody They wanna push me down they wanna see you fall do
do you love me, or do you love her?
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