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Teksty: Some Girls. All My Friends Are Going Death. Aligula.


I am not too proud to confess that you have got me on scraped knees
Kick the crutches from broken legs the nurses just keep me in bed
Oh, sometimes i try to stand, then i say "fuck it", and lay down again
If life is a dream i'd prefer to wake the fuck up
You and me should really get more sleep