"Of thousand little deaths my heart dies, you will never know
I hide them well, hide them in radiant glow
Watching the contours of your absent smile
I haven’t really spoken a word, for a long while
If only you had noticed my injured pride
Of thousand little deaths my heart dies, you will never know
I hold them in silence, it would never show!
Of those many missed calls what do I say?
I waited for a word, every day!
If only you had some time just to say hello"
Trots något som jag borde kanske se som en diss, jag gör det inte. Helt åt helvete... Urk.
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