'Cause it's nothing else to do.

Ppprrrtthhfhfhh. Typ så.
Jag hatar måndagar, och måndagar hatar mig.
Just den här måndagen är mest arg och irriterad.



You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby

Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, (be running up that hill)
you and me. (be running up that hill)
You and me won't be unhappy.


"C'mon, baby, c'mon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience."






fred&kärlek

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