See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch
Talkin' shit like a snitch
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin' crack
Im goin' else where and thats a fact
Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud
Rakt till dig
Every since I was eight or nine i have been standing on the shoreline, always waiting for something lasting..
1 comment:
Caisa, Vad gör du en mulen söndag som idag?? När ska vi dricka vin då? puss
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