The sorrow is an old stain
The lino is a shade of grey
They use on every lampshade
They paint it on every door and window frame
And we are like an army
An army of abandoned souls
Remember when we were kids
Invincible in everything we said and did
The lino is a shade of grey
They paint it on every lampshade
They paint it on every door and window frame
And we are like an army
And we are like an army
The sorrow is an old stain
The lino is a shade of grey
They use on every lampshade
They paint it on every door and window frame
And we are like an army
An army of abandoned souls
An army of abandoned souls
Remember when we were kids
Invincible in everything we said and did
There's nobody to us
There's nobody to us
There's nobody to us
There's nobody to us
There's nobody to us
There's nobody to us
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Teksting av Nicolai Winther
Teksting av Nicolai Winther
Teksting av Nicolai Winther
Teksting av Nicolai Winther
Teksting av Nicolai Winther