February
Sunday 1 February 2009 photo 4/7
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Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life
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