Lill-Veronica Skoglund: So much more.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: About loving darkness.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Give them ice.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The cold rushing in.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The day you burst.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Could be kissing my fruit punch lips in the bright sunshine.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Could be kissing my fruit punch lips in the bright sunshine.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Could be kissing my fruit punch lips in the bright sunshine.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The paper heart of children birds.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The paper heart of children birds.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The paper heart of children birds.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: The paper heart of children birds.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: No kicks no pangs no broken bones.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: No kicks no pangs no broken bones.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: I thought there'd be so much more.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: I was a tender age.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: I was a tender age.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: I was a tender age.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: I was a tender age.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Alas I cannot swim.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Alas I cannot swim.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Alas I cannot swim.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Burn the street, burn the cars.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Burn the street, burn the cars.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Burn the street.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: Burn the street.
Lill-Veronica Skoglund: We won't destroy you, no we will not destroy you.