Torsdag.
If the sky turns red
And we all fall apart
Would you hold me tight, even when I´m dead?
Like a beautiful picture of art
Cuz I will hold your hand
In warm and cold
And in Satans land
My soul would be sold
Just to hear you breath again
But when you said you loved me
Was it just for fun?
And we all fall apart
Would you hold me tight, even when I´m dead?
Like a beautiful picture of art
Cuz I will hold your hand
In warm and cold
And in Satans land
My soul would be sold
Just to hear you breath again
But when you said you loved me
Was it just for fun?
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