En kall tisdag
Lunch med min kära vän.
Nu blir det öl på bränneriet
" You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth,
I have to go,
Your hair was long when we first met "
Nu blir det öl på bränneriet
" You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth,
I have to go,
Your hair was long when we first met "
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