Har lite tråkigt .
Well, maybe there is a God above,
But all that I've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry,
That you hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light.
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah,
Väntar ännu på min far, undra när han sluta egentligen.
But all that I've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
And it's not a cry,
That you hear at night,
It's not somebody who's seen the light.
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah,
Väntar ännu på min far, undra när han sluta egentligen.
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Postat av: THEREiGN
åh, den där gamla dängan :D haha!
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