December 2008
It scares me to speak my mind It might sound self-absorbed I don't say half of what I think I wonder what I'm thinkin' for And who needs to listen, well ... Wish I still had my imaginary friend
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när jag snubblar på mina egna stigar skrattar du inuti mig och säger att jag ändå aldrig lyckades med något.