Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand'
'Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloatDry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone'
-The A team, Ed Sheeran
When I first heard it, it was just a other song.
Dont really understand what is going on. But I'm going to believe and just keep moving forward.
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