January
February 2009
Alltså denhär killen slutar aldrig att förvåna. J Jag vet att det kanske inte har gått så jävla bra för honom, men jag tror ändå han först&a
He had a life full of pain, lived a life full of hope. Stayed in bars drinking jars of Irish whiskey on the run. In a world full of tears, in a world of mistrust. He just lived on borrowed time and wa
See the moon is once more rising, Above our our land of black and green. Hear the rebels voice is calling, "I shall not die, though you bury me!" Hear the Aunt in bed a-dying, "Where is my Johnny?" Fa
NEJMEN! :'DDDDDD Welcome back!
Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet; As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay O'Lea
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