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. 
		
	
	
			
			
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
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