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Let it snow.


Quiet little voices creep into my head.


Dit kan jag gå och sakna dig.





It’s only fair to tell you, I’m absolutely cuckoo.


There is a light that never goes out


Always waiting for something lasting.


I'm ready for their stones


But still I'm in love with Judas, baby


The whole industry knows not to fuck with me


The sun, it rises slowly as you walk.





When you are lost and I am gone.


I really fucked it up this time. Didn't I, my dear?


Hands up in the air like we don't care





In the crash of the dark


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© moa hjelm-saari

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