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Dont Know When But A Day Is 'Gonna Come
Av Agnes Isabella - 17 februari 2011 23:14
And if I sold my soul for a bag of gold to you,
which one of us would be the foolish one?
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you but you
You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do
Then hurt me...
Av Agnes Isabella - 7 november 2014 00:42
Now we've got holes in our hearts
Yeah we got holes in our lives
Well we've got holes, we got holes
But we carry on
...
Av Agnes Isabella - 24 juni 2014 00:40
Livet är ganska bra endå, så fantastiska människor det finns <3 ...
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