phenobarbidoll

(and i could make you fly away
but i could never make you stay
you said you were in love with me
both of us know that that's impossible
and i could make you rue the day
but i could never make you stay

not if i could write for you
the sweetest song you ever heard
it doesn't matter what i'll do
not for all my little words)

imorgon är det enköping, piss.
Jag vill inte ha lov, jag vill ha tidsfördriv.
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