söndag 26 februari 2012


Thirteen years old, lipstick and boys
I never knew how lucky I was to have you
The great teenage depression our domestic civil war
And I think back you were the one to pull me through
Yeah what it comes down to is you are the one who truly understands
Wherever you go I hope that you know that I'm at your command

I will always be your soldier
I'll be marching by your side
I'm not deserting
I'll be there for you
Oh please please believe in this oath of allegiance

I will be strong for you, I will belong to you
Carry you, bleed for you
Run for miles



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