Resan mot ett smalare jag..

match imorgon, innebär en lugn fredag, men det är väl ingen skillnad från innan?
jag har blivit så torr?! usch och fy på mig!


I don't know why I did the things I did
I don't know why I said the things I said
Prides like a knife it can cut deep inside
Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes
I didn't really mean to hurt you
I didn't wanna see you go
I know I made you cry, but baby..

If I could turn back time
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that've hurt you
And you'd stay
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
And you'd love me, love me!

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