April 2008
et är nu jag är trött på er, då när jag ser eran mörka och tomma sida, den som så fint fått nobelpris i skådespel.Du är för rädd f
det var sommar och du skulle härifrån och jag såg bjälken i mitt öga men sån insikt hjälper föganär Freja plockat ut sitt honorar då vill ma
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu
Leave me out with the wasteThis is not what I'd doIt's the wrong kind of placeTo be thinking of youIt's the wrong timeFor somebody newIt's a small crimeAnd I've got no excuseIs that alright?Give my gu