» mamma jag önskar mig en gitarr.
With a bottle in his head, remained sedated in the emergency room.
Been dead in minutes, the whole soul was broken.
Been chased by cops, been lost in depth.
I have fumbled I'mörker, but I you, I saw the light.
And for you, I pretend, and hid my tears.
With you I become smaller, like a jack in the box.
I refuse to recognize, you betray me always.
I dig my grave for you, I am a soldier for you.
Sugen på att hoppa på tåget.
Tillbaka till min hemstad.
Något hindrar mig varje gång.
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