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Jag ser tillbaks på mörka moln
som heter ånger, sorg och skam
de kanske krossar mig en dag
men tills dess var det jag som vann
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost Heal the scars from off my back I don't need them anymore You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars I've come home All my nightmares escaped my head Bar the door, please don't let them in You were never supposed to leave Now my head's splitting at the seams And I don't know if I can
