January 2010
09 skit år--- hoppas att 010 e bättre. just nu e det skit. tänker o hoppas för mkt. menmen life sucks get use to it. så har ja levt. men nu vänder det ja vet de. bort från bet
The sun is gone and the flowers rot Words are spaces between us And i should've been drown in the rivers i've found of token lost And i should've been down when you made me insecure So break me down
well i want you to notice to notice when i'm not around and i know that your eyes see straight through me and speak to me without a sound i want to hold you protect you from all of the things I've a
I'm so restless, These walls drain my thoughts Rooms with no sun, I cant find my way out It used to be my home These days,far from my comfort zone The life I live without control Fear is taking hold