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I never knew perfection until
I heard you speak, and now it kills me
Just to hear you say the simple things
Now waking up is hard to do
And sleeping is impossible too
Everything is reminding me of you
What can I do?
Saw you sitting all alone
It's not right, not OK
Say the words that you say
maybe we're better off this way?
I'm not fine, I'm in pain
It's harder everyday
maybe we're better off this way?
It's better that we break, baby.
What can I do?
Annons
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Anonymous
Wed 18 Feb 2009 18:23
:S hänt nått? <3
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