Thomas J. Doom skrev:vel. Sånn går det da man blir litt emo kl. 3 på natta.
Living in a memory.
If I could live in a memory,
From once upon a time,
A time when I were happy,
I needed no reason or rhyme.
You never know how lucky you are,
Before that luck is gone,
But if you live to realize it,
You truly know you're done.
I take a look in the mirror,
I look at something others don't see,
I look at a wreck of a human,
Where others just see me.
A memory trapped in a mirror,
Out of friends and family,
You've got so much to live for,
While that memory is enough for me.
Åh, utrolig fint.