
domingo, 24 de agosto de 2008
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Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
AND WHEN YOU GO DONT RETURN TO ME MY LOVE. MOM
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