thinking about nothing
"All I wanted was a kick-a-bout in the park
For you to race me home when it was nearly getting dark
How I could’ve been yours, and you’d be mine
It could’ve been me and you until the end of time
Do what you want, when you want
Be as fucking insincere as you can
You could have had it all
You, me, and mum you know anything was possible"
Jag kan inte sluta tänka på hur det kunde ha varit.
For you to race me home when it was nearly getting dark
How I could’ve been yours, and you’d be mine
It could’ve been me and you until the end of time
Do what you want, when you want
Be as fucking insincere as you can
You could have had it all
You, me, and mum you know anything was possible"
Jag kan inte sluta tänka på hur det kunde ha varit.
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