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In loving memory of Mr Moon-walker.

RIP
Michael Jackson

2009-06-26 @ 22:50:20 Permalink Random Kommentarer (2) Trackbacks ()

När andra inte vill, är detta det enda som räcker till.

I can't lie, [miss you much]
watching everyday that goes by, [ I miss you much ]
till I get you back I'm gon' try, [ yes I miss you much ]
cuz you are the apple of my eye, [ girl I miss you much ]
I can't lie, [ I miss you much ]
watching everyday that goes by, [ I miss you much ]
till I get you back I'm gon' try, [ yes I miss you much ]
cuz you are the apple of my eye. [ girl I miss you much ]

2009-06-24 @ 17:09:33 Permalink Random Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E

2009-06-17 @ 22:38:05 Permalink Random Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

Det finns...

... två typer av människor.

- sådana som vill vara med någon som älskar dom mer än livet själv- en sorts trygghet

- sen finns det sådana som vill vara med någon som dom älskar mer än livet själv- en sorts risk mera.

slutsats: Rädslan att vara ensam är större än den kärlek man känner för någon.

2009-06-12 @ 14:45:33 Permalink Random Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

HAVE I FOUND YOU

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down

2009-06-07 @ 22:26:13 Permalink Random Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()