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Sunday 21 March 2010 photo 1/1
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SJÄLVBIOGRAFI FÖLJER NEDAN:
Hey, listen up, here's a story
I'm blue
About a little guy that lives in a tazed world
I'd like to make a change
They say it changes when the sun goes down
Because I am, whatever you say I am
I had a blue HOUSE with a red view
Do you wanna count the skeletons within my closet?
He tried to keep up, she left him out of breathe
Beutiful Disaster
It didn't send no post cards
Work it harder, make it better, do it faster, made me stronger.
My work never seemed to be over.
HI!
MY NAME IS,
WHAT?
MY NAME IS,
WHO?
MY NAME IS,
QIKA QIKA BLUE
Touch IT
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, it
OwwYeah
Mother please, FORGIVE her fore she knows what she does
Jakup had a satan spawn, by the way, where's my dad?
Wait a minute don't answer that.
You're a failure viewed in stero.
Hard to place, in my face.
All the problems make me wanna go, like a blue guy straight toinfinity.
To the sound of his heartbeats pounding away.
To the rhytm of love slowing down
Sometimes dreams don't come true.
I want to escape it.
Have the life that I never had.
You feel so empty
So used up so let down
You feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're the only one
So kill everyone
You feel so filthy so dirty
so fucked up
You feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You're the only one
You feel so empty
So used up, so let down
You feel so angry
I'll just end it now
My work never seemed to be over.
So used up so let down
You feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're the only one
So kill everyone
You feel so filthy so dirty
so fucked up
You feel so walked on
So painful so pissed off
You're the only one
You feel so empty
So used up, so let down
You feel so angry
I'll just end it now
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