himlen är blodröd och brinner inatt.
something is said, it sits in my head
it's been there too long, it's killing me slow
it's rollin' around, it's pushing me down
it's keepin' the good part of me closed
can't you see, that when I find you
I'll find me.
it's been there too long, it's killing me slow
it's rollin' around, it's pushing me down
it's keepin' the good part of me closed
can't you see, that when I find you
I'll find me.
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