18 July 2008
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Into the great wide open Under them skies of blue Out in the great wide open A rebel without a clue
Tell them it´s me who made you sad Tell them the fairytale gone bad
It´s not so much the pain, it´s more the actual knife, Pretending the picture is perfect, I cut myself to sleep, I close my eyes for a second and meet a fragile soul, I scream to hide that
Surrender, to nothing or run as far as you can, I´m trying to hold on to what i believe in, But my heart is in a coma...
It all happened right in front of my eyes It took me one second and then i realized What can i do, at which end do i start Do i follow my brain or just go with my heart What can i say without making i
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