Sometimes life is just
pure rock'n'roll.
torsdag 18 april 2013
I am a passenger, and I ride and I ride. I ride through the city's backside, I see the stars come out of the sky. Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky. You know it looks so good tonight.
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