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10 February 2009
There's a ghost in my bed She cries in her sleep She says I won't let her leave I lie perfectly still As she stifles her tears I don't want to disturb her 'let go, let go - please let me be Look at t
and your not really sure, what your doing this for but you need something to fill up the days a few more hours
When the thorn bush turns white that's when I'll come home I am going out to see what I can sow And I don't know where I'll go And I don't know what I'll see But I'll try not to bring it back home wit
yeah, you where just some song i wrote.
a gift from god doing the devil's crimes, i'll carve these bitches one slice at a time. you'd better catch me before i have my fun. kan ni fatta hur jävla fet min underläpp ser ut? haha den
Princess ain't wearing that crown so proudly anymore.
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