Is this the final scene in our tragic play?
Are these the final cries of our aching souls
How come yours don't make a sound
With broken wings we're falling faster as we go
But somehow we don't touch the ground
You had me torn to pieces
You got inside my head
That I'll be here until it's over
bara för kulskull lägger jag upp en sönder redigerad bild på mig och kalle från halloween ;)
How come yours don't make a sound
With broken wings we're falling faster as we go
But somehow we don't touch the ground
You had me torn to pieces
You got inside my head
That I'll be here until it's over
bara för kulskull lägger jag upp en sönder redigerad bild på mig och kalle från halloween ;)
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