Ebba Gron 800

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Why explain when I've stopped believing?
What's left more than the biggest blow?
It's one hundred percent effective
It takes our lives
We're freezing to death it's so cold
poor children but soon it will be warm
Yes we are freezing to death it is so cold
poor children but soon it will be warm
It will be three hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me
a hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me
People with staring eyes
you made sure you didn't get
Warm clothes but so cold cold
no wonder when I just see drafts
We are freezing to death it is so cold
poor children but soon it will be warm
Yes we are freezing to death it is so cold
poor children but soon it will be hot
It will be three hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me
two hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me
Sometimes I don't feel anything at all
Even when they cut my throat
Just so damn empty
When I wait for my own judgment
We freeze to death it's so cold
poor children but soon it will be warm
Yes we are freezing to death it is so cold
poor children but soon it will be warm
It will be three hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me
a hundred degrees
You can trust me you can trust me

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