Sky is blackish, kind of grey
And all the people they run away
And this is how the country falls, cuz we don't care about the laws
We know... what they say is false
Everywhere i see them more and more dead
Writer(s): Christer Hermodsson, Jonas Avertoft, Fransson Magnus Algot, Wreibo Lindquister John Lennon Johanan Henrik, Birgitta Bertilsson Annelie, Joergen Andreas Strandqvist
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