And you make boundaries you never dream to cross.
The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away,
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
And couldn't see this place would soon become my hell.
smink är svårt.
låten är grym.
aldrig igen.
♦
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
And couldn't see this place would soon become my hell.
smink är svårt.
låten är grym.
aldrig igen.
♦
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