June 2010
asså riktigt kul idag och alla som inte vet ja hatar gölen de är kallt som fan.......thx för en nice dag folket(Y)
Warm yourself by the fire, son, And the morning will come soon. I'll tell you stories of a better time, In a place that we once knew. Before we packed our bags And left all this behind us in the dust
Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're not running, we're not running. There's a point I think we're missing, It's in the air we raise
So tell me now If this ain't love then how do we get out? Because I don't know That's when she said I don't hate you boy I just want to save you while there's still something left to save That's when
ou bring me down at least you try Until we see this eye to eye I don’t want you I must be running out of luck Cause you’re just not drunk enough to fuck And now I’ve had it up to here I don’t