Sönder men till synes hel.


UNDERBAR. härlig. Ibland mer än bäst.
Inget och allt.


If I could stick to you,
would you stick me too?

Yeah it's holding me, morphing me
and forcing me to strive
to be endlessly cold within
and dreaming I'm alive.

I feel it’s taking over
And everything falls dark
Break me open, the desperate cry.



But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you.

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