it's clear here in the city
i can't hear a soul
i miss everything i touch
keep your sobbing quiet
you don't want to wake the devil up
stealing the pride in front of my eyes
fuck your stinky cigarrette and fuck my life after this
every favourite place is where you are
you are from somewhere in the sun
drenched in fever
i leave all the sad songs in here cause i want all the happy ones for my love
thank god bones get broken
cause it would be so boring to be indistructible
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