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Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity - and that makes no sence, doesn´t it?*
 07.01.2009 2 894(23) 0 |
And it´s the snow
falling on our heads
/keep thinking about the rain
because he can not be another pain/
we are going one by one
to our beds,
tonight
.
And if you meet the angel
could you please
tell him we are missing
some memories?
.
If he tells: ´Oh guys, come on.
It´s non of my business´
take him down here
and let him fight with grizzlys
Ofcourse he will win
because it´s his work
/even if it should be
with the fork/
.
And if you won´t meet him
just dream on
about how we have won
this war of peace
.
So go out and light up your cigar
then go and play your guitar
I will listen and be yours
untill you kick me out the doors
.
.
(your layla)
.
.
falling on our heads
/keep thinking about the rain
because he can not be another pain/
we are going one by one
to our beds,
tonight
.
And if you meet the angel
could you please
tell him we are missing
some memories?
.
If he tells: ´Oh guys, come on.
It´s non of my business´
take him down here
and let him fight with grizzlys
Ofcourse he will win
because it´s his work
/even if it should be
with the fork/
.
And if you won´t meet him
just dream on
about how we have won
this war of peace
.
So go out and light up your cigar
then go and play your guitar
I will listen and be yours
untill you kick me out the doors
.
.
(your layla)
.
.
11.01.2009 - 02:55
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