push play

Read my words across your face, you're making up stories of your own. 
Little bits of white paper, in pockets deep as they know. 

You painted black upon the widest lies, you've seen them falling you and see them rise, 
you painted black upon the widest lies.

Push play, stop rewind, you try to use your red wine. 
Push play, stop rewind, you try reuse your red wine.
 
 
(tryck på bilden är ni snälla)
 
 
 

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