Ciudat, la ora asta sunt foarte beat;de ce? am avut motiv sa beau. I set my eyes on a big prize, but surprize, she has a pair. Fuck, need some beer, let the alchool run though my veins, let the alchool, fuck me up rly good, can't understand a fuckin' thing, am i rly a billie joe or just a fckin clown, am i raly me or just a fukin image?
But i still have smth u gave to me; Biab. I kinda own you for life on that one, but not only for that, got some more reasons, can't share them right now. U know them. Fuck the U.S.A, good work Rammstein, Summerpunk, like what the fuck am i writing? Need some kind of help here, baby don't cryyy tonight.. A spark is a spark, i kinda feeled it for my own. Kinda sad when i think i am so lef behind, well still got GD. Helps me though sad fuckin moments like these. I'll be fine, i guess, don't worry theres no sugar.
sâmbătă, 15 august 2009
Publicat de beer&music la 14:49
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