No place for anything. Nowhere to sit. Nowhere to eat. Nowhere to get ready. Can’t find any of your shit.
Light at the end of the tunnel…
No place for anything. Nowhere to sit. Nowhere to eat. Nowhere to get ready. Can’t find any of your shit.
Light at the end of the tunnel…
Så fint trots röran. Härligt ljus och det får ni ju behålla