lördag, januari 8

i like the sweet life and the silence, but it's the storm that i believe in.


Äter halvsmält lakritsglass, fixar naglarna och lyssnar på The Cardigans med hög volym. Det är en bild från fina emsedge som är min skrivbordsbakgrund och gud vad skönt det är att vara ensam hemma ibland. Och gud vad jag skulle kunna citera cardigans-texter i evigheter.


I'm an angel bored liked hell
and you're a devil meaning well
you steal my lines and you strike me down
come raise your flag upon me
and if you want me I'm your country
if you win me I'm forever


'cause you're the storm that I believed in
and all this peace has been deceiving
I like the sweet life and the silence
but it's the storm that I believe in


come and conquer and drop your bombs
cross my borders and kill the calm
bear your fangs and burn my wings
I hear bullets singing
and if you want me I'm your country
if you win me I'm forever


'cause you're the storm that I believed in
and all this peace has been deceiving
I need some wind to get me sailing
so it's the storm that I believe in.

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