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söndag 16 maj 2010 bild 1/1
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Some days. Feel my soul has left my body, feel it floating high above me. Like I'm looking down upon me. Start sinking everytime I get to thinking, it's easier to keep on moving. Never stop to let the truth in.
Sometimes I feel like it's all been done. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one. Sometimes I wanna change everything I've ever done. To tired to fight and yet to scared to run.
And if I stop for a minute, I'd think about the things I really don't want to know. And I'm the first to admit it, without you I'm a liner stranded in an iceflow.
I feel like I'm a thief who has no faith. Maybe more than by the grade of the drugs I took that day. Sinking in the pain I've been inflicting, yet I'm feeling like the victim. Just a horoscope's to blame.
Sometimes I feel like a little lost child. Sometimes I feel like the chosen one. Sometimes I wanna shout out 'til everything goes quiet. Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born.
And if I stop for a minute I think about things really I don't wanna know. And I'm the first to admit it, without you I'm a child and so wherever you go.
I will follow.
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