Det lilla skrift-tecknet fick blinka många minuter. 
Jag vill skriva. Skriva allt. Men jag vet inte hur det ska sluta,

för det fanns en början, men det finns inget slut.

Det finns en förändring, men det finns ingen skillnad.

---------------------------------------------------

Skolan har börjat igen, det känns bra.

Imorgon börjar jag 10.10, så nu ska jag sova.

Och imorgon blir det friskis och svettis igen,

hejja hejja.

godnatt

On the first page of our story, the future seems so bright.
And this thing turned out so evil, I don’t know why I’m still surprised.
Even angels have their wicked schemes and you take death to new extremes.
But you’ll always be my hero, even though you lost your mind.

now this gravel in our voices, glass is shattered from the fight.
In this tug of war, you’ll always win, even when I’m right.

But your temper's just as bad as mine is
You're the same as me,
but when it comes to love You're just as blinded