gammal goding med ett band jag hatar
I see you in my arms
I will let you go every time I see you
I think I dont need you
I feel the pain again every time I see you
Oh, why this again?
I dont live like that
Oh, somethings within me
How can I help you see?
When I wrote riddles in your head
Why cant this be, you and me alone
Waiting for the right ones
I think were growing old
What time is left, soon we will be gone
Oh, why this again?
I dont live like that
Oh, somethings within me
How can I help you see?
When I wrote riddles in your head
You say you are the one, your own fiction way
Well, you owe me some time so let me go
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