dekadens -

nu är det dags

att komma hem tycker jag,

åker till brisbane till helgen för att titta på australien irland - rugbymatchen.

bali innan det och sen sverige för en snabbvisit innan det blir irland en snabbis och thailand och maldiverna.

sen kommer jag hem lite längre och tar med mig elite på mina nästa äventyr.

hängde ni med?

2010-06-21 @ 06:57:02 Permalink Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()

i have a feeling

that you tricked me, in some way.

that you made me feel more than I wanted too.

yes this is for you.

were do you draw the line?

if you draw the line by longing for someone else,

if you draw the line by loving someone else,

if you draw the line by putting someone else first,

Than forgive me, for I have been unfaithful.

I draw the line by flirting consistinently, by telling her your turned on while I'm sleeping next too you,

but most of all.

by not telling me the hole story.

Because I told you, I already found my soulmate. And I told you that as soon as you asked.

I just think you choose to forget it.

I'm sorry.

2010-06-18 @ 01:59:59 Permalink Kommentarer (3) Trackbacks ()

porösa tankar som splittras med radiovågor

2010-06-17 @ 05:09:23 Permalink Kommentarer (0) Trackbacks ()

i am you

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing,
Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in,
Coz I got time while she got freedom,
Coz when a heart breaks
no it don't break even.

Her best days will be some of my worst,
She finally met a man that's gonna put her first,
While I'm wide awake, she's no trouble sleeping,
Coz when a heart breaks
no it don't break even, even no.

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you
What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
Coz she's moved on while I'm still grieving

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you
What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah

You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain,
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh.
Coz you left me with no love, with no love to my name.

2010-06-17 @ 05:04:15 Permalink Kommentarer (1) Trackbacks ()