ohhh, what a damn Thursday night .... What a night
the motherfucker!
Oh your god ... Same walls which surround me in my dreams!
who bore him ... What marks dawn trite in my name!
If the sun will again ... What sarcastic silence calls me the word!
One day she gave birth to the dark ... How useless adventure bite your lips! Bring you
wounds me what I leave your beautiful charm! And you
where I do not ... Why not me feel crap after far not coming, one hopes Thistle everyone, not mine ... there.
the motherfucker!
Oh your god ... Same walls which surround me in my dreams!
who bore him ... What marks dawn trite in my name!
If the sun will again ... What sarcastic silence calls me the word!
One day she gave birth to the dark ... How useless adventure bite your lips! Bring you
wounds me what I leave your beautiful charm! And you
where I do not ... Why not me feel crap after far not coming, one hopes Thistle everyone, not mine ... there.
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