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Your words to me is just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just dissappear
´Cause it´s always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
So I speak to you in riddles because
My words get in my way.
I smoke thewhole thing to my head and feel it wash away 'cause I can't take anymore of this,
I want to come apart.
Jag vill försvinna.
Your words to me is just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just dissappear
´Cause it´s always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
So I speak to you in riddles because
My words get in my way.
I smoke thewhole thing to my head and feel it wash away 'cause I can't take anymore of this,
I want to come apart.
Jag vill försvinna.
Annons