Blablabla. Orkar inte ens gnälla över det i bloggen. Men det är i alla fall krasch bang boom med det.
Så nu, till en helt annan sak;
Jag ska förändra mig helt. Helt och håller. Eller i alla fall börja jobba på det. Tydligen så passar inte jag för folk längre. Så jag ska testa att förändra mig. Sättet kommer alltid att finnas där vilket är Malin Boman. Men jag fundear starkt på att förändra min livsstil, klädstil och hela paketet. (vilket är Malin Boman det också. Men våga ta steg, våga blablabla)
Men när det blir, det får min mående avgöra.
Through the gates of lying she left
Through the years I've wept
Lying face down in the ground
And I can't hold you now
Why did I choose to refuse you
It's not that I used you
I left when I should have
Believed that I couldn't hold on
But you never let go
Or at least I think so
And if all I've got are these tears
Will the sun come up
And rid me of darkness again
Throw my hands up
Why did I choose to refuse you
And not heard, I did fall
But you never let go
Or at least I think so
Oooh, since you know that I'm here
Oooh, since you know that I'm here
This love
This heart
This is waking up
Lying face down in the ground
And I can't hold you now
Why did I choose to refuse you
It's not that I used you
I left when I should have
Believed that I couldn't hold on
But you never let go
Or at least I think so
And if all I've got are these tears
Will the sun come up
And rid me of darkness again
Throw my hands up
Why did I choose to refuse you
It's not that I used you
And all of my words were withheldAnd not heard, I did fall
But you never let go
Or at least I think so
Oooh, since you know that I'm here
Oooh, since you know that I'm here
This love
This heart
This is waking up
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Nice post.
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