En isig vind ver vattnet br. ett eko frn de ddas vrld. en hlsning frn ett svartsjukt hnfullt hav. och vintern sliter pirens skjul. tiver lyktor frn en firad juli.
On the highway, there's no traces left of accidents and incidents. The Christmas snow has slipped his mind as ever the forgetful kind. If I fall, will you be there to catch me if I fall?.
Peel my skin off, baby peel. I need my TV nerves to feel. That I don't care. . Shake, my legs won't stop to shake. I need a kicking 'cause I'm fake. And I don't care.