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I jukeboxen just nu; Lars Winnerbäck - Kom ihåg mig då
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Vi kommer alltid att leva, vi kommer aldrig att dö.
Full, för kärlekens skull.
Go, go, SSKK.
Vi kommer alltid att leva, vi kommer aldrig att dö.
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Gunner, man, that's quicksand.
Well this blaze and noise boy, he's gunning that bitch loaded to blasting point. He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point, and there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell, no, there's nothing left that you could sell. Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell.
And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil, that's blood." I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm, or was he just lost in the flood?
And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil, that's blood." I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm, or was he just lost in the flood?
Svaret finns i botten av bägaren. Titta djupt.
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