"who will love you, who will fight, who will fall far behind"
come on skinny love, just last the year
pour a little salt, we were never here
and I told you to be patient
and I told you to be fine
and I told you to be balanced
and I told you to be kind.
and in the morning I'll be with you
but it will be a different kind
'cause I'll be holding all the tickets
and you'll be holding all the fines
now all your love is wasted
then who the hell was i?
Tänker allt för ofta på vad som aldrig blev av istället för på vad som egentligen hände.
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