Everything that kills me makes me feel alive.

Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I've been, I've been playing hard,
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
 
 
Magisk låt att ha i öronen när man springer. Bena springer av sig själva. 

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