20 oktober 2006

*hejjagsaknardigsåmycketsåattdetgörmassaontisjälenochjagvetintevadjagskagöra*
så fucking patetiskt.

tack patrik ♥
precis för allting som du är.

poets of the fall is the gudar of mine <33

Times when I just can't bring myself to say it loud
Afraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry
That is when it seems we move in circles day to day
Twist the drama of the play to get us by

And it feels like fear, like I'll disappear
Gets so hard to steer, yet I go on
Do we need debate
When it seems too late
Like I bleed but wait, like nothing's wrong

You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly,
Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine
You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly,
Where all new wonders will appear

Like the other day
I thought you won't be coming back


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