(Laughter)
I'm a crusader
I'm the darkest lady
I'm the taste on your
If I was a bird
I would fly high over
Too far away from the city
Some kids left on the
We were looking for a room
we were looking for
When I saw you
I thought that you were the one
Looking
One night to be confused
One night to speed up
No more tears and you'll be fine
I stay here
Charlotta making lasagne
With me above the clouds
Charlotta making lasagne
With
Listen now
I am afraid of everything
when you told
I cut your nails and comb your hair
I carry you
I've got soul in my bones
Got a home, a
Eyes are sober, this is the plan
I'm sitting in a
Rumours telling me you are mourning
and you haven't slept
In the middle of nowhere
When we're looking for something
You know but you don't do anything
You're here but you
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