This is how it works.

You take the things you like
and try to love the things you took.
And then you take that love you made,
and stick it into someone else's heart,
pumping someone else's blood.

Walking arm in arm, you hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does, you'll just do it all again.
Jag klantar mig. Hela tiden. Såhär skulle det inte gå till.

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