text: AndreasMarmbrandt musik: Fossick

an unearned crown on my head like a bloodstain. no-one to blame but my sweet self (and there's no easy way.)
on the edge of her bed in a cold sweat, those puppy eyes of hers could drive me out of my head
- oh... (having held my breath for too long now, I just have to breathe out)

on the edge of her bed in a cold sweat, sorely aware of all I haven't said yet.
her loving arms around me like spilt milk. those little sighs of hers could drive me out of my mind
- oh... though it's bound to blow up in my face, I'm afraid to make waves
(having held my breath for too long now, I just have to breathe out)

LYSSNA på en av Fossicks största hits, en rockrykande popdänga.

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