June 2007
Till Beatrice-
Min kärastre flög som en fjäril,
Men döden kom vinande som en raket.
Och som diktaren Emma Montana McElroy sa: Mer var det inte med det
She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Jag har lekt Kurt Cobain halva dagenxD det var inte riktigt meningen men det var fett kul:D
Tyvärr fick jag inga bilder på mig själv då jag var igång som mestxD
Turn your lights down low
And pull your window curtains;
Oh, let Jah moon come shining in -
Into our life again,
Sayin' ooh, it's been a long, long time;
I kept this message for you, girl,
Nothing left to say
And all I've left to do
Is run away
From you
And she led me on, down
With secrets I can't keep
Close your eyes and sleep
Don't wait up for me
Hush now don't you speak
To
Fool Enough to almost be it,
Cool enough to not quite see it.
Doomed..
Pick your pockets full of sorrow,
Run away with me tomorrow.
June..
Go go go
Go go go
Push him away
No no no
No no no
Don't let him stay...
He gets inside to stare at her
The seeping mouth
The mouth that knows
The secret you
Always you
A smile to hide the
Kommentera bilden så ger jag dig en bokstav. Du ska sedan skriva 10 saker du gillar som börjar på den bokstaven.
Jag fick C av tixy:p
1 (the) Cure
2 (the) Clash
3 Charta 77
Drar till Danmark på NM idag..
Åter nästa lördag.
Önska mig lycka till mot danskar, norrmän och finnar:P