when...
when i feel alone..,
and there's nobody's home.
sitting there in my chair
thinking life's not fair.:
with my hand in my hair and my head hanging
down in my hands
thinking of the end..
how should i do it?..
i'm scared a little bit
do i have much pain?
when i'm standing in the rain
on that bridge...,
thinking of you
x-x-x
and there's nobody's home.
sitting there in my chair
thinking life's not fair.:
with my hand in my hair and my head hanging
down in my hands
thinking of the end..
how should i do it?..
i'm scared a little bit
do i have much pain?
when i'm standing in the rain
on that bridge...,
thinking of you
x-x-x
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| Auteur: siltjuh | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 juni 2009 | ||
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