2015
07.03
07.03
I don’t remember anymore what I used to be…
Where is the quiet piece of home where I could breathe?
Just like a razor to my soul when I’m alone…
I had this thing to call my own…
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I don’t remember anymore what I used to be…
Where is the quiet piece of home where I could breathe?
Just like a razor to my soul when I’m alone…
I had this thing to call my own…
<< Röyksopp
>> I Had This Thing
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