Could I sleep like this, floating around like the snow? Even if gets hazy I don't need the twinkling stars

For whose sake are these hands dirtied?
These words fragilely, weakly search for love
Like the starry sky that is seen in the frozen night
I will sing for you until my last breath


Dags för lite rajtantajtan som vi säger i Norrland.

x700 pixlar. Finns ingenting mer att säga. Livet suger. Alla borde dö. Zombies everywhere.


Sen kör vi en bild bara för att.

Hej jag heter Greta Heresy.


x500 som vanligt.


Bara en till rubrik, för att testa.

Maybe I need some rehab,
Or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession,
I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm looking down every alley,
I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping,
Hit my head against the walls

What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my heart is fried
I just cant get you off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I said your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love

Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left to my own devices i'm addicted its a crisis!

My friends think I've gone crazy, my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead

Längre text bara för det.


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