teenagers

jag har en bomb i huvudet.
nu dör jag i sängen.
godnatt.






Gonna go on living like I never met you
And it'll feel wrong at first but I think I can forget you
Ignore the fact that we sleep no more than three feet apart
I feel you now, you're all around me, underneath me
You're all around me, underneath me

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