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I don't think I can fix this Don't think I could change But that's the problem We never speak to Him Our closing walls have caged us in And I can't quite remember
blire underoath ? a, trore blir.. ~~
idolen<3 CRAFTERCORE OR GTFO kom till wcr eller dö, confession eller iktpq spelar ingen roll. (helst iktpq)
ÄRE STEK? TRORE ÄR?
I've seen this once before Planned perfection sought in my dreams Hoping this would take you home My knuckles have turned to white There's no turning back tonight So kiss me one last time
(Red stained eyes. Red stained eyes) Was the, the change worth it? (Red!) Was the (Stained!) Divorce (Eyes!) Worth it? (Red!) Now you will (Stained!) Never (Eyes!) See your son again (RED!) Red!
Time is running, is running on empty and the gas is running out I've decided that tonight is the night That I set love aside Speed ahead this seems to be the place
jaga migsjälv (pursuit myself)
Daniel är hård pursuit myself
Petter är också ganska hård.. Bassless Loudness... eller.... a.. eh.. a!
HORDE ELLER HÅRD? ALLY VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
The Lost Randoms
nae?
avslut... HAHHAHHA in the end we die, with nothing, but memories O;
the common threat sits in our house... but I feel so far, so far removed. väx hår, väx...
so just close your eyes and fail one last time
Failbasket, men fett värd kväll. péz~
Failbasket, men fett värd kväll. péz~
so this... is.. continuous happiness.. ?
IN THE END WE DIE WITH NOTHING BUT MEMORIES aaaaaaahhahahahahahahahahaha hahahahhaaaaahhahahahahahhahahahhahahahahhaha....
As this rain, Forest falls beneath my knees I want to breathe Life into the Dead Sea sommar, festival & en kall öl tack.
Your mother should've swallowed you
So make sure you love like you've never been hurt and when you dance, dance like there's no one watching you
stekigt
Now this bridge is ashes It might as well have never been built It might as well have never been built Little river that it crossed Looks like an ocean now, looks like an ocean now