Dont speak.
I can't believe this could be the end. It looks as though you're letting go and if it's real, well I don't want to know. Don't speak, I know just what you're saying. So please stop explaining, don't tell me cause it hurts. Don't speak, I know what you're thinking. I don't need your reasons, don't tell me cause it hurts.
Our memories, well, they can be inviting. But some are altogether, mighty frightening. As we die, both you and I, with my head in my hands. I sit and cry. Don't speak, I know just what you're saying. So please stop explaining, odn't tell me cause it hurts. Don't speak, I know what you're thinking. I don't need your reasons, don't tell me cause it hurts.
Our memories, well, they can be inviting. But some are altogether, mighty frightening. As we die, both you and I, with my head in my hands. I sit and cry. Don't speak, I know just what you're saying. So please stop explaining, odn't tell me cause it hurts. Don't speak, I know what you're thinking. I don't need your reasons, don't tell me cause it hurts.
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rebecca säger:
nä, jag flyttade hem från gbg för jag fick ett jobb hemma.. men ska tillbaka ner sen iaf :D
och jag är inte lite avundsjuk på erat jobb och resan! hoppas verkligen det blir super :D
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