April
May 2008
jag suger på foto...och att framkalla, men den blev endå ganska schysst
There's guns across the river aimin' at yaLawman on your trail, he'd like to catch yaBounty hunters, too, they'd like to get yaBilly, they don't like you to be so free
They say that Pat Garrett's got your numberSo sleep with one eye open when you slumberEvery little sound just might be thunderThunder from the barrel of his gun.
The businessmen from Taos want you to go downThey've hired Pat Garrett to force a showdown.Billy, don't it make ya feel so low-downTo be shot down by the man who was your friend?
Guitars will play your grand finaleDown in some Tularosa alleyMaybe in the Rio Pecos valleyBilly, you're so far away from home.
jag har alldeles för tråkigt i skolan...vi gör en film och håller på att redigera skiten, den här lilla krabaten växte fram ur min tristressoch JA fingrarna ä
idag ska jag ge mig ut i skogen och lajva lite grann, good bye sanity!
Frågesport! vinn min eviga respekt, eller förlora och...få nått annat
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