November
December 2007
Wooohooo! :)
Ta min gitarr med strängar av kött och sjung nånting mer..
God frukost.
If she was mine.
I hear a gang fire on a human factory farm
Are they howling out or doing somebody harm
On a catwalk jungle somebody grabbed my arm
A voice spoke so cold it matched the weapon in her palm
This is
Jag var trött.
Jag köpte en ny skiva idag. :) :) :) :I
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