. . .
Somebody say when the fight is over,
My heart is all burned
And nothing can ease the pain.
I'm falling into something I'm scared,
It's all about him and I can't believe myself,
I behave like a little girl – it's unfair!
When will this fairytale get easy,
When will this doubt disappear from my head?
texten är inte menad lika emo som den kan tolkas ....
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