You like teasing me, I think I'm starting to bleed.
Still I'm laying on the bed, and still just a voice in your head.
Lost in my mind, can't cross the line.
I have to get out, have to get out.
Hiding in the dark, followed by my heart.
I'm terrified to speak, and don't trust the heat.
I know it isn't right, but I just wanna hold you tight.
It's the day after tomorrow.
Det er hvad der kommer ud af, når min computer er langsom og jeg keder mig. Jeg synes selv at det blev ret fedt.
skrevet i går d. 2. oktober plus i dag d. 3. oktober.