And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night until monday morning feels another life I turn the music up I'm on a roll this time and heaven is in sight
Hon har slutat med hår. Hon smörjer. Hon tar hand om huden. Den tunna tunna huden. Huden ovanför, uppe på. Saknade av hår gör Henne inte så mycket, saknaden av personer gör Henne mer. Mycket mer.
She has stopped with hair. She lubricates. She takes care of the skin. The thin-thin skin. The skin above, on top. The lack of hair isn't important like that, the lack of people makes Her heart break more. Much more.
Living. She's living Her life. It's a nice life. It feels easy. But sometimes distant. She has everything, yes? Or just maybe.. We don't know yet. At least She doesn't have too much hair (at the moment.)