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Every day a litle stronger..

Was so good
Silent just stop
This is not something that can skämtas away
And I’m not anyone’s property
Maybe you think I can’t handle me alone
Every day I get a little bit stronger
Whole life so far has been as
So what do you think?
Used to just go with the clouds
Now it’s not the same thing And hope one day that you wake up
Coma makes you a little blind and gone