10 maj
Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I´ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I don´t understand.
Har vart jobbiga dagar, men nu ska de fan bli bättre. Trött på dehär!
Emla
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I´ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I don´t understand.
Har vart jobbiga dagar, men nu ska de fan bli bättre. Trött på dehär!
Emla
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