let's pretend I'm okay, with everything.


Every time I look at you
You always look so beautiful
More than this I wish you could've seen my face
In the backseat staring out the window
you walk around like you don't know me
I lay a whisper on my pillow.
Tänk om jag vore stark nog att bryta mig fri.

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