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A Certain Certainty

You speak with a certain certainty
you shoot your self in the left foot
just to see what its like.

You ask your self; who am I, and who are you!?
And even though you sailed the same sea twice
you cant prepare your self enough again.

You don't know what its like up there in heaven
yet you want to go




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Publicerad 2010-01-26 21:37



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