lördag, januari 10, 2015

fading like a flower


Every time I see you, oh I try to hide away, but when we meet it seems I can't let go. Every time you leave the room I feel like I'm fading like a flower.


If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I've got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one.


Sida vid sida, tillsammans hjälps de åt. Staten och kapitalet, de sitter i samma båt.


Mama, just killed a man. Put a gun against his head. Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.


Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up? Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?

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