I need it
Someday it’s over: I never believed it but now it’s true
And though you say I’ll never live, I know I’ll do
But still the silence comes in so easy
My infirm life will never please me
And in the darkest place of my head
I admit it to myself:
I miss the pain
I know I’m wrong but it’s not that easy
To realise it’s over and believe it
Now I need it
Now I need it
And though you say I’ll never live, I know I’ll do
But still the silence comes in so easy
My infirm life will never please me
And in the darkest place of my head
I admit it to myself:
I miss the pain
I know I’m wrong but it’s not that easy
To realise it’s over and believe it
Now I need it
Now I need it
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| Auteur: maxime | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 juli 2004 | ||
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