Ensamhetens bombplan bombar hela natten





I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer


För därifrån syns längtan mer


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?



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