Publicerad 2013-06-30 19:57 av joanna svensson andersson




With that swagger of mine that life can´t take

I got a new job to try to pay the bill of being awake,

meet you every weekend at the station to keep our love alive.

It´s summer they say but the warm feelings died yesterday,

growing up and welcome to life everone is telling me with a laugh,

like I never knew what going hungry for more and the of acke my bones ment.

Every day I wake up questioning that weird step of mine,

reminding myself that all I can do is to smile and remembering that burning

desire deep in my mind,

struggle wouldn´t that hard if I only give my heart in it,

so I walk that walk and dammit I will talk that talk to the grave I walk,

with that swagger of mine that life can´t take,

just smiling singing my blues and that finger too!





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