Elin Pettersson

And still I fall in quicksand, pulling me down

It's October again
Leaves are coming down
One more year's come and gone and nothing's changed at all
Wasn't I supposed to be someone
Who can face the things that I've been running from

Let me feel
I don't care if I breakdown
Let me fall even if I hit the ground
And if I cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived just a little