Saturday 4 November 2006

ΠΕΣ ΤΟ Μ' ΕΝΑ ΣΤΙΧΟ

...I don’t want to hear about your day ...I’ve got no time to hear.. About how much you care. .Shut your mouth and come this way ... Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul I take it out on you and watch you lose control ...

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