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så stolt över min grymma design haha
maneater yeah!!!
[tilläggas bör att jag inte alls ritat tjejen men att martina ska få tröjan i födelsedagspresent,
'cause
Jag vill dit igen.. Saknar Australien, och dig Malin, vill ut igen...!!
you let go and landed on your feet
and it felt so sweet
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Fredrik's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye
To class I always came too late
This is when we graduate
Life's good now and it was good then
But somethings we'll never do again
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than India.Arie
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town, I miss the faces You can't erase, You can't replace it I miss it now, I can't believe it
So hard to stay Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Lovisa, Fredrik och Charlie. Så fina!!
Jakob skålar ("Piiiiiiii" - det var ju trots allt den 14 mars, 03.14 ha ha haaa)
och Arvid greppar efter något att skåla med
(kan man spela luftgitarr kan man dricka luftöl -
Agnes my darling pumpkin!!! <3
Vet inte riktigt vad jag gör, antagligen låter jag "piii",
haha allt för att glädja Jakob ^^