det kan inte hjälpas, den här mannen är så vacker, trots allt. men så har jag ju a thing för trasiga själar också.
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- cohen
- stockholm, Sweden
- fåfäng, analytisk, poetisk, intelligent. älskar disney, glitter och såpbubblor. skriver, fotar, syr, målar. vill få existera en stund.
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- when you're standning at that bridge
- is there anyone i can call?
- bangs
- you think i'm blind, i've got eyes to see
- cleaning out my closet
- must be funny
- but you don't really care for music do you?
- jack the ripper
- i'm still in love with who i wish you were
- she's unzippin' my zipper
- i'm saying please
- i made this
- i'm a naughty naughty naughty, boy boy boy
- streets are filled with broken hearts
- didn't we almost have it all?
- enough is enough
- you trade your passion for glory
- said split banana, split split banana
- leaving on a jetplane
- twenty to one
- oh I dont wish for summer, no,
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- anxiety disorder
- band aid covers the bullet hole
- but i say oh memory loves me
- i believe in what i can see
- in front of you naked
- me like
- my shadow side so amplified
- outfit
- sometimes a fantasy
- talking to myself to you
- we sing we dance we steal things
- weekday
- yes it's all about me
- you have style mister
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