October 2012
Well, you're my friend and can you see, Many times we've been out drinkin', Many times we've shared our thoughts, But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got? Well, you know I have a lo
Svarta tankar plågar mig Bleka minnen visar sig Tomma flaskor tomma ord Tomma hjärtan frusen jord Grånande ruiner, en iskall vind som viner Ingen framtid inget hopp Gå din väg, gå din väg, gå