September/Petra Marklund Club

It gets dark and a shiver moves across my skin
There are stars, but the cloudy skies won’t let them in
I’m gonna write a few words and I hope they carry all the way
Back to the start of this girl when she still had something good to say

Seventeen, and you know exactly what you need
Twenty-two, and they still see something great in you
But no one tells you a word about the lonely echo in your heart
When it’s been filled up with hurt and your whole world starts to come apart

They rest in peace, won’t ever come back
All the stories I was told
I had a dream, it’s fading to black
Just like me it’s growing old
So rest in peace, there is no comeback
I will never have or hold
Now hear me screaming from the pitch black
That this world is not a home

Say goodbye, that’s the only word you’ll ever need
When you try it gets so much harder to succeed
If I had nothing to lose, I would surely lose it in the end
And you know, if I could choose I would never do it all again

They rest in peace, won’t ever come back
All the stories I was told
I had a dream, it’s fading to black
Just like me it’s growing old
So rest in peace, there is no comeback
I will never have or hold
Now hear me screaming from the pitch black
That this world is not a home

It’s pumping through my system, get the poison out of me
What good is a believer when there’s nothing to believe
So put me in a shuttle, let me spin around the world
Show me the stars

They rest in peace, won’t ever come back
All the stories I was told
I had a dream, it’s fading to black
Just like me it’s growing old
So rest in peace, there is no comeback
I will never have or hold
Now hear me screaming from the pitch black
That this world is not a, that this world is not a home