I wonder if it's like this for mountain climbers. You climb mountains and you know that one day one of them is going to be too steep. But you go on doing it because it's so good when you breath the air up there. You know you'll die falling.

Everytime you look at me it breaks my heart a little bit more.
you look at me as if you don't know me.
as if we never had anything.
as if you just want to forget what we did have.
i dont wanna think about it anymore.
i just dont want to care.

You're a shiver looking for a spine..

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