Direktlänk till inlägg 28 augusti 2011
I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us
How we met and the sparks flew instantly
People would say they're the lucky ones
But
Now I'm standing alone in a empty room
And I'm dying to know, if this is killing you
Like it's killing me
I don't know what to say since a twist of fate
When it all broke down
And the story of us looks more like a tragedy now
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