September
October 2009
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I'm outta luck, outa love Got a photograph, picture of Passion killer, you're too much You're the only one I wanna touch I see your face every time I dream On every page, every magazine So wild and fr
All the times that I've cried Keeping all the things I knew inside It's hard, but it's harder To ignore it If they were right I'd agree But it's them they know, not me Now there's a way and I know Tha
Oj! Vilken ny lirare :p
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