augusti
fredag 7 december 2007 bild 1/1
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These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) When your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down) And there's noone to hold on too And there's noone to pull you out You keep on fallin (falling) And noone can here you callin So you end up self destructing On the corner with the tuli on the waist tight just got outta the bing doin stay time Teeth marks on my back from the canine Dark Memories of when there was no sunshine Cause they said that I wouldn't make it (I remember like yesterday) Holdin on to what god gave me <3
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