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the improviste

lördag 23 maj 2009

,that was the

that was the last chance this city got,
it doesn't bring what i want,
they can't even dance in tempo to the fucking bad music,
and in the end,
they all find each other for the night,
i'm not doing this here,
i'm not doing it,
kl. 21:51

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