Friday 4 March 2011 photo 1/1
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In the beginning I was up front
Nothing to think about, you’d always hear me out
We made a pact and never gave up
When everything would change, we always stayed the same
But something went wrong along the way
You come around and there’s nothing left to say
It's like we’re strangers anyway, what more could you ask of me
Annons


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