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Whatever



Everything down the drain
Sometimes i feel my brain
Is without fame
My aim is that i Have to make claim
For myself in the game
Of love

Like a dove , i search for a good ground
But i fall short on What is left behind
Everything is sheiß
But whatever
Such a pittyfull life




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Publicerad 2024-04-16 15:39



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