May 2006
it's not my choice, is it?
i hope you never come back.
there is someone else in here,
please tell me why, please tell me when.
it's not my choice.
I' could have been a famous singer,
if I had some one else's voice,
but failure's always sounded better,
let's fuck it up boys, make some noise.
would you trade me for, more
of yourself, when it's silent
try not to give too much,
so you won't grow tired
and I knew you, the good and the bad
the days i recall being wonderful
and I lost
igår va på löga och mös lite. jag glömde bort kameran typ hela kvällen, så det blev inga bilder direkt. haha.