jag älskar dig, det bara är så...
Faded pictures on the wall
(It's like they're talkin to me)
Disconnectin' all the calls
(The phone don't even ring)
I gotta get out, oh
Figure this shit out
It's too close for comfort ohh
It's a thief in the night to come and grab you
It can creep on inside you and consume you
A disease of the mind it can control you
I feel like a monster oohh
(It's like they're talkin to me)
Disconnectin' all the calls
(The phone don't even ring)
I gotta get out, oh
Figure this shit out
It's too close for comfort ohh
It's a thief in the night to come and grab you
It can creep on inside you and consume you
A disease of the mind it can control you
I feel like a monster oohh
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Jag heter kisse
din och min låt, du och jag. vi. oss.
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