REPRIS

Allting börjar igen. Jag orkar inte en gång till.




Sometimes everything seems akward and large,
imagine a Wednesday evening in March;
future and past - at the same time.

I make use of the night, start drinkin' a lot
although not ideal for now it's all that I've got.
It's nice to know your name.

You don't know, you don't know.
You don't know anything 'bout me.

An ocean, a lake - I need a place to drown.
Let's freeze the moment 'cause we're going down.
Tomorrow you'll be gone, gone, gone.

MILOW - YOU DON'T KNOW

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