Fredrik
11 Years
My friend admiredI grew away from youSaw how you left meWent under shelterJust to be with youHeld me and promisedNot to be that wayThen you went outOnce we were planted and disappointedI fled to your house for foodYou said you were born 11 years oldA millionaireIt seems you were meant to stay like that you wereSetting fire
From Letras Mania