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søndag 18. april 2010

Shizofrent vær leder til dystre vårdikt...

You don't know nothing
Still I'm frontin'
You don't see
Still I'm here

Whenever I walk away
Is when you come back
Whatever the fuck I do
You turn out to be a fool

You don't try
still you're sneakin'
up on my land
Making traces
Though
you don't want to be found

Whenever I step aside
is when you embrace me
whatever the fuck you see
it's not my reality

if you could just stop
stop now
stop!
before it's too fucking late

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