August 2008
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to
Oh let me tell you about a city known as Satan Where all the people look so good you gotta hate them But when you feel it and your blood runs hot You gotta keep on rocking, give it what you got A thou
När ni inte kan stå för era egna handlingar för att ni inte riktigt vet vilka handlingar ni nu har gjort, har ni precis insett att ni uppenbarligen inte kommer ihåg det som
Mera Mat, Mera Mat, bara massor utav Mat !!!!! Hur känns det? "I never believed that the devil was real, but God couldnt make someone filthy as you" varsågod