Hole
Meindert Talma
CLIP
SONGTEKST
alone, alone in my room on a sunday-afternoon sounds drifting through the neigbourhood I’m lying in bed as though I ain’t notice anything and not thinking anything but something went wrong
I’m staying in bed for some time, I turn my face to the wall and burry myself in thoughts of crime and never a girl takes pity on my crying soul but there will always be a hole even when you’ve lost all control
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