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Loaded words and loaded friends,
Are loaded guns to our heads.
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Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say.
Tonight I'm writing you a million miles away.
Tonight is all about, "We miss you."

And I can't forget your style or your cynicism,
Somehow it was like you were the first to listen to everything we said.
My smile's an open wound without you...
And my hands are tied to pages inked,
To bring you back.
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Jag saknar er bara mer och mer för varje dag som går. Hur ska de här sluta?!
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