.

Your mouth keeps moving
But I've lost focus now
Clock keeps ticking, times running out
Where were heading there's no heading back
Tripping, ugly, I'm losing ground

I can't stop talking to myself, I'm a desperate cry for help


For the record, when I'm with you
Things are looking better
For once everything is brighter
Than the darkness before you

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Postat av: m a j a n

Hej där! Var med i min tävling vettja :)

http://majan.blogg.se/2009/may/tavling.html



Ha en trevlig kväll!

2009-05-17 @ 18:19:22
URL: http://majan.blogg.se/

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