Wednesday 30 March 2011 photo 1/1
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Something is said, it sits in my head.
It's been there too long, it's killing me slow
It's rolling around, it's pushing me down
It's keeping the good part of me closed.
Can't you see that when I find you I find me.
Can't you see that when I find you I find me.
Annons