måndag, september 1


it's like a picture of a loved one in disguise
it's like finding something pretty in a jar of lies
if you want just hide your eyes behind your hair
but you can't see me then you can't find me anywhere

but we're all happy cause the streets they're always there for us
and it's quite scary when you wake up in the same old clubs
it's getting darker and I know this time wasn't meant for us
so won't you please please please
come back to me

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