December 2007
There are the beasts
flushing through the streets
with sorrow
on their mind
always the beasts
more black than you believe
leeking
from my eyes
can't rise again
can't you see me fall
wi
sådärja, bokade nyss en biljett. måste få tag på pengar på tre dar nu, haha.
och jag har inte ens någon att gå med xD
Så fort du ser den här bilden har du blivit utmanad.
Du ska printa din bakrundsbild och sedan ladda upp den här på bilddagboken. Under bilden skall denna text stå.
A long time ago, we used to be friends
But I haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again, a greeting I send to you,
Short and sweet to the soul I intend.
Come on now, honey,
Bring it on,
Where I come from time does not exist
Seconds become hours, years of short moments are flown away
And our misleading words are replaced
By the music and the colors
Which float like scents in the a