XXI March

Du är skör och ängslig
Fin i tunnelbaneljuset
Skrev i imma, ”hjälp mig”
Finns nån Gud så är det redan ute med oss



March XV

There were magnets in my bones for that iron in her blood.


Februrary XXV

Parts of you, still running me through
You’ll miss me forever, won’t you
Let’s stay this way, I enjoy the pain
Fell for you like pouring rain
Not ready to be fine
I’m stealing your time
Your time and mine

I could give you everything
Or nothing at all, nothing at all