it could be ten...

but then again,
i can't remember half an hour since a quarter to four.
throw on your clothes, the second side of Surfer Rosa,
and you leave me with my jaw on the floor.

just when you think that you're in control,
just when you think that you've got a hold,
just when you get on a roll,
here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again


here it goes again - ok go



insåg idag att jag helt glömt bort mitt ständiga ord i höstas

bjubb

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