I'M SCARED OF WHAT'S BEHIND AND WHAT'S BEFORE.
And after the storm, I run and run as the rains come. And I look up, I look up, on my knees and out of luck, I look up.
Night has always pushed up day, you must know life to see decay. But I won't rot, I won't rot. Not this mind and not this heart, I won't rot.
And I took you by the hand, and we stood tall, and remembered our own land, what we lived for.
I won't die alone and be left there. Well I guess I'll just go home, oh God knows where. Because death is just so full and man so small. Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.
-Lyssna!
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Postat av: emma
älskar låten!<3 ååh.. fina eveline :*
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