IRC-Galleria

trying to believe
the scars unseen
the tears washed clean

you don´t wanna breath the air you breath
you don´t know how to live a life alone
she ceeps holding on
holding on to you
let her breath the air
don´t wanna be alone
where do you belong
anna lee?
and now she´s calling out a name
can´t ceep on holding all the pain
she feels the cold move in
as you begin
to turn and answer the call

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big maschines take care of you untill you kill youreself
and the the sales go throug the roof
calculated, formulatet
feed my head with simple toughts and let be breath instead on being tought
all botteled up
i´m tearing up the seems
i´m bored
just let me breath.