dringking wine the fanewang
have does empty dont know where its gone..
speed one speed twice...
its please get me thingking twice..
dont know how the make a cachment
dont know how the make it right..
when they know..that are thinks cant be repair..
when we coice away..to deepear
i say goodbye because i have to..
not because i wont to...
not good bye's needed for a act off so fine..
who glass of wine..
who glass of wine...
you..
for she sad...to are off to sore of
and..
there is nothink i cant do about it..
at does..
and i tell am i good end now...2x
i cant give u..
i cant leave u..
its please gOd me thinking of u..
one's twice...and one's twice...
one's and twice for all that is time...
Jumat, 27 November 2009
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