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Decembris 28., 2005
21:09 - vēl arvienu šitam ticu I never thought I'd get away 'Cos all there is is fading fast today Maybe you sleep well in your head Bring on the night let the cold moon burn instead
'Cos I'm gonna find my way to the sun If I destroy myself
Swallowing habits die real hard And the coat she wore could not conceal the scars Beneath the magic of her lace Are a thousand lonely faces she can't place
I'm gonna find my way to the sun If I destroy myself, I can shine on I'm gonna find my way to the sun When I destroy myself, I can shine on Shine, shine, shine
Sooner or later masturbate or lose Stationary west way running from the view In true the self destructive veins We have found a way to keep the gift that remains
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Comments:
| From: | ronya |
Date: | 28. Decembris 2005 - 22:10 |
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Tā ir kāda dziesma?
| From: | ronya |
Date: | 29. Decembris 2005 - 21:12 |
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Man no Bush patīk tikai dziesma Mouth.
Cold Contagious iz da best, es gan cenšos depresīvos vairs neklausīties
| From: | ronya |
Date: | 29. Decembris 2005 - 22:18 |
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Es vispār tādu mūziku neklausos, vnk tā dziesma iepatikās. |
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