During what was probably the longest two and a half months of my life after a near death experience, I could not sleep. I was on edge at all times and the only thing that kept me going was Saw 2.
My cat died three months ago at 17 years old. When this song plays I can remember the good old days when I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my brother and all the good days I had with her...goodnight sweet princess.
She said have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge.
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Unwanted OilsI keep fit running after my kids
Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting luv entirely in your favour
How dare you I'm the best at what I do!
How f*cking dare you, don't touch me
You stole my childhood CDs you f*ck!
I need you all to shut up, I'm going through a tough time
Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me
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Friday nights in 9192 getting the 6 fifteen Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my Walkman.
This song makes me remember being at my grandparents house, on the swing I had in the backyard. I must have been 3 or 4 years old. Sometimes there's also a particular smell that activates' this memory for me, something like the smell of rain on thundery days. Anyway, I remember swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher and I felt like the king of the universe. Everything was so easy. Everyone was alive, and they looked so happy... I miss my grandmother
Dry Cleaning - Goodnight Lyrics
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During what was probably the longest two and a half months of my life after a near death experience, I could not sleep. I was on edge at all times and the only thing that kept me going was Saw 2.
My cat died three months ago at 17 years old. When this song plays I can remember the good old days when I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my brother and all the good days I had with her...goodnight sweet princess.
She said have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge.
-
Unwanted OilsI keep fit running after my kids
Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting luv entirely in your favour
How dare you I'm the best at what I do!
How f*cking dare you, don't touch me
You stole my childhood CDs you f*ck!
I need you all to shut up, I'm going through a tough time
Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me
-
Friday nights in 9192 getting the 6 fifteen Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my Walkman.
This song makes me remember being at my grandparents house, on the swing I had in the backyard. I must have been 3 or 4 years old. Sometimes there's also a particular smell that activates' this memory for me, something like the smell of rain on thundery days. Anyway, I remember swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher and I felt like the king of the universe. Everything was so easy. Everyone was alive, and they looked so happy... I miss my grandmother
My cat died three months ago at 17 years old. When this song plays I can remember the good old days when I was a kid how we played together with my cat at home alone with my brother and all the good days I had with her...goodnight sweet princess.
She said have you ever spat cum onto the carpet of a Travelodge.
-
Unwanted OilsI keep fit running after my kids
Imagine being able to stack the odds of lasting luv entirely in your favour
How dare you I'm the best at what I do!
How f*cking dare you, don't touch me
You stole my childhood CDs you f*ck!
I need you all to shut up, I'm going through a tough time
Some bitch with a plaster on her face is laughing at me
-
Friday nights in 9192 getting the 6 fifteen Thameslink from Farringdon to Leatherhead with this on my Walkman.
This song makes me remember being at my grandparents house, on the swing I had in the backyard. I must have been 3 or 4 years old. Sometimes there's also a particular smell that activates' this memory for me, something like the smell of rain on thundery days. Anyway, I remember swinging for hours trying to reach higher and higher and I felt like the king of the universe. Everything was so easy. Everyone was alive, and they looked so happy... I miss my grandmother
Writer: MICHAEL ISSAC SHAW
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave