August 2012
You've been mixing with some very heavy faces The boys have done a bit of bird They don't kill their own And they all love their mothers But you're out of your depth son have a word
i can’t tell you what it really is i can only tell you what it feels like and right now it’s a steel knife in my windpipe i can’t breathe but i still fight while i can fight as long as the wrong
rastlös, deprimerad vet inte vad jag ska ta mig till. En flaska Vodka hade ju varit underbart att hälla i mig nu så allt detta försvinner för stunden. precis som förr . Alkohol är min vän som
The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time