9 June 2008
You've got nowhere to go but up To where you'll dine with foreign kings You can't forget about our tryst And all those other fleeting things And will they train you like a dog? And will they walk you
det kunde liksom vara ett minne, men visst det kan inte glömmas men måste våra liv kretsa runt det? och svaret du ger mig är aldrig rätt.
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