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May 2015
I daydream of alcohol and pills
Constantly thinking of ways to get away from here
I do not own those surviver skills
Everyone is whispering in my ear
I can no longer hear your voice on the phone
Someone please take me home
Written: May 29. - 2015
Clindballe
Written by
Clindballe  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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   Danny Mak and Rapunzoll
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