October
Friday 14 September 2007 photo 1/5
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sweet suburban sky, gonna miss you when you burn and curse you when it's our turn. so come now wash your face in water's full of grace, 'cause only time will tell when you'll be willing to sell your body for one precious taste then all is left to waste doctor feels the pain, that caused the sickening rain, but you continue to compromise. there won't be no alibis, when there's no water to wash the burning sun from your eyes so when you finally taste, all of the waste sign of the time, you won't even call it a crime the water's coming round again, maybe you'll be gone by then but they won't thank our generation for the ignorant inclination cause when there's nowhere left to hide, maybe then they'll call it genocide. så det är bara uppförsbacke kvar nu? allt jag kan göra är att läsa dina brev om och om igen. faaan, om jag bara kunde göra något. säg till när det är dags, jag vill följa med dig :(
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