Lost.
Tack, men jag är inte så blåst som
jag kanske verkar..
You can't fool me..
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was too
Whatever makes you happy..
Sometimes I hate drunk people,
they talk to much..
Ett samtal, ett medelande,
det hade inte varit så svårt.
Confirmation
jag kanske verkar..
You can't fool me..
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was too
Whatever makes you happy..
Sometimes I hate drunk people,
they talk to much..
Ett samtal, ett medelande,
det hade inte varit så svårt.
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