torsdag, september 11, 2008
I'm not saying it's all made up. It's people there, to come your head around.
And I think out another song. Won't kill that, so beautiful.
I see surround pass the time. I try to get it off my mind
And I live in a world oh so small. That I can get around a soap
And it feels like love, love, love. Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch.
What did I say? What did I say?
What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it.
What did I do, Oh, to hurt you?
Oh, I didn't mean it. Oh, oh, I didn't mean it.
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