February
6 March 2008
Ingen kommer hit för att återvända. Man tänker på sig själv först, ingen annan.
En enkel regel. Cirkeln sluts igen. Vid ringen på centralen, i den stora stygga stan åh,
Ingen annanstans kan man vara ensam som just här
F-word, f-word, pardon my French, but it's bs, bs can't you feel the stench?
Idag var jag i skolan, *jubel&applåder*. Iaf några timmar. Framgångar. Jag skippa
bilden &
I can't say that you are pretty, that would make me a liar.
But you turn my legs to spaghetti
At the department of forgotten songs, there is a crying girl. She's lonely. She's just sixteen.
Or
Take me home or take me anywhere
Early September and the kids start school, leaves are floating in the swimming pool.
I wish I had a proper reason to cry. A reason not so abstract. More like a b
Felstavat
I know why Mona Lisa smiled. Da Vinci must have been a really funny guy.
And laughter is the only way into my heart, I know why Mona Lisa smiled.
"Ni är fina nu, men jävlar när ni blir 21!"
Remember when we all lived in that studio by the bay, head to head and face to face.
I've never been that close to anyone. And now the
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