Onsdag

"The broken locks were a warning, you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there's the healing
In your name I find meaning

I'm hanging on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I would, would be ok"


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