helvete vad obra jag är på att hantera vissa grejer.
japp, riktigt dålig är jag på att hantera sorgliga grejer.
So I fall I don't want to feel this small
You know I just can't handle this
Handle this at all
And I'll just fall I let my heartbeat drop
I faulter as the music stops
And you watch me as I stall
And wonder when I fall
I kiss your neck
I feel you breathing on my shoulder
Still I'm perfect
It must be you cause now it's over
I was so close
That was the most that I have ever been through
Now old cassettes and cigarettes
Will be the ones to save you
How can you ask for me to stay
When all you ever do is go?
Just go
Monday, September 24, 2007
..to my surprise the sky had landed
Posted by Sophie at 12:54 PM
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