2012-03-02 | 12:25:45
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
What a wicked game you played to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you
And I don't want to fall in love with you
Jag behöver vin. Tack gode gud för fredag. Jag håller på att få en psykos.
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