Låttexter: Fiction Plane. Everything Will Never Be Ok. Sickness.
Do I feel love?
Oh boy do I feel love
I?m lonely
And the worst of all
With vanity, a coward
Do I fear love?
Oh boy do I fear love
I?m lonely
And the worst of all
With vanity, a coward
Always falling into sickness
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In this life there?s no time
No time to rest
Always falling into sickness
Sat inside a tiny church
Fashioned out of local birch
The priest chose psalms and let us pray
She lay still until this day
Everything Will Never Be O