Wednesday 5 December 2007 photo 1/1
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trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know 'Cause a bottle of vodka is still lodged in my head well I'm so far away That each step that I take is on my way home A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night I want to lay you on a bed of roses for tonite I sleep on a bed on nails I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is And lay you down on bed of roses
Annons