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Once I had, a little game
I liked to crawl, back in my brain
I think you know, the game I mean
I mean the game, called ‘go …
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If we were children I would bake you a mud pie, warm and brown beneath the sun. Never learned to climb a tree but I …
Let her in on your secret heart
Secret heart
What are you made of
What are you so afraid of
Could it be
Three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard
What’s wrong
Let her in on your secret heart
Lyrics from Secret Heart – Feist
Fotograf: Emelie Sundberg
Modell: Emma Adamsson
Makeup/ hair: Marie Bjerkevall