varför jag skrämmer bort alla så jag blir helt ensam i världen
BLODÅDRA:
CAN'T LIVE IF LIVING IS WITHOUT YOU
BLODÅDRA:
I AM NOT A CHILD NOW I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF
Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way.