Thursday 18 October 2007 photo 2/12
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Our souls collide under the streetlights Our fright, hold it all inside Don't waste tonight Somehow, it´s buried in your eyes You say Somehow it´s buried in your eyes You say In the end, all my failures and even the pain turns out to something good In the end, all my failures and even the pain turns out to something good In the end (Man kan skymta mitt enorma hår nåstans långst fram till höger om man har tur. Jag har otur just nu....
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