Got a secret? Can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save, better lock it in your pocket. Taking this one to the grave. If I show you then I know you, won't tell what I said, cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead..
Why do you smile like you have told a secret, now you're telling lies.. Cause you're the one to keep it. But no one keeps a secret. No one keeps a secret. Why when we do our darkest deeds. Do we tell? They burn in our brains, become a living hell. Cause everyone tells, everyone tells.. Got a secret? Can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save. Better lock it, in your pocket. Taking this one to the grave. If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said. Cause two can keep a secret, it one of them is dead!
Look into my eyes, now you're getting sleepy. Are you hypnotized? By secrets that you're keeing? I know what you're keeping. I know what you're keeping!
You swore you'd never tell. You swore you'd never tell! Yes, two can keep a secret if one of us is dead!
En blogg om livet som kroniskt sjuk. Inlägg med glimten i ögat blandas med ren information om diagnoserna ME/CFS & fibromyalgi. - Och vem är skribenten? Mimmi. Född på 80-talet. Gift med min drömprins Ch och tillsammans har vi hjältehunden Basil Mouse (Basli). I januari 2013 fick jag diagnoserna ovan på Gottfries kliniken. I maj 2015 fick vi besked om att jag är multi-intolerant. Helt enkelt, en blogg om sjukdom, lycka och kärlek.
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