November 2009
Here's the day you hoped would never come Don't feed me violins just run with me through rows of speeding cars. The papercuts the cheating lovers The coffee's never strong enough i know you think it's
where are we? what the hell is going on? the dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet sinking feeling spin me round again and rub my eyes, this can't be happening when busy streets
Dom jävlarna tog oss en efter en Dom ljög och bedrog oss med sanningen Dom jävlarna tog min älskling där från krönet av kullen såg jag min förlorade värld
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