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2008-03-16
This is a happy end, come and give me your hand.
Ute är vädret vackert. Jag gick barfota på sanden nere vid havet. Och solen skiner så det nästan gör ont i ögonen.
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Schweden, Schweden.
Dedicated to you.
Vintern dör.
Det finns bara ett enda sätt att brinna upp.
Maybe we'll jump in, into the fire
Sweet.
Till torsdagen.
Breaking down.
Oh, last year I was an entirely diffrent person.
Vad gör man?
You took the fall and thought of me, above all.
Påsksnön.
Blessed be your name.
Gotta get away, get away.
This is my curse.
I can't control you, I don't know you well.
In the spring, when the world's turning green. I o...
And I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty ...
This is a happy end, come and give me your hand.
I stared into the water, and the water it stared b...
Naiv,
MWW
Strange world.
Roses on your cheek.
You may not belong here in my world.
Ja, jag är en boknörd.
A lonely heart can beat.
I've got a lot to say to you.
When everything feels like the movies, you bleed j...
I wish somebody would tell me I'm all right.
Träffad.
They taped over you mouth, they scribbled out the ...
Telephone talking, telephone walking. That's a goo...
When everything's made to be broken, I just want y...
Hate is a strong word, but I really really really ...
Play my game, take my picture.
I'd walk if that was the only way.
My neck will burn as we kiss.
J'ai des butterfly, les papillions a pagaille.
Boum. Boum.
I hate to think, what would happen if I started to...
Inte varmt men nästan vår. Ingen lösning men ett s...
Jag tror jag går och dör en smula.
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