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sharing every small sensation
we mighta had
a better chance to find some middle ground between us
a ground where it was safe to stand
now we're hanging on a thread of whispers
the obvious unsaid
 
in the middle of a stand-off
we're walking wounded
past the point of no return
we strangle on a loose end
 

 
- tää on sit tsäässii mist te rokkipirut että ymmärrä kuitenkaa mitää :DDDDD