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Forfatteren lillemigher
Væk
Jeg har marertidt
Mine tanker rækker milevidt
En masse ting i uheldig rækkefølge
Overrumplet
Alt føles revet væk
Mit hjerte er slået i stykker
Rvet ud af brystet og gennemboret af tusind nåle
Just like hell
In the middle of nowhere
I’m sitting on my broken heart
I feel like nobody care
They didn’t even in the start
When I needed somebody to talk to
There was nobody there
But that I already knew
Red blood
Do you know what that is?
That’s your blood
Your red blood
Its running down your face
How can you not see that?
Do you know what that is?
That’s your child
Your grown up child
She’s looking
Pretending
I’m on my own
But that doesn’t mean
That I’m free to be taken
I’m the lonely type
No matter how much
I want to love
I just can’t
I fall and die every time
You can pretend
And I can pret
Life
I want the wind to move in gentle sweeps
And the sky to shine in golden colours
So beautifull that you almost weep
Everything you have ever dreamt of
Is being exchanged with something new
Now a