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Då åker jag ikväll och det ska bli trevligt, när man kommer hem blir det pang bom på massa annat kul!
Luke pickett - collapsing on bridges
Fading, as I'm breathing you in.
This bridge won't stand both our weight.
With one bullet left we both must face the last dance.
This is the last dance, where teardrops dictate who stands and falls.
Where weapons choose the ones who love.
So, this bridge has fallen and I'm still here.
But just on the other side you are still there.
Luke pickett - collapsing on bridges
Fading, as I'm breathing you in.
This bridge won't stand both our weight.
With one bullet left we both must face the last dance.
This is the last dance, where teardrops dictate who stands and falls.
Where weapons choose the ones who love.
So, this bridge has fallen and I'm still here.
But just on the other side you are still there.
Annons