IDA

I don't wanna be a soldier, with the captain of some sinking ship, with snow, far below


Ibland känns det som att allt bara rinner iväg, utan att man på något sätt alls kan stoppa det ,.

Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft
Bury me in honor
When I'm dead and hit the ground
My Love is opposed when unfold

If you love me
Won't you let me know?



Evija, George skulle haft nattöppet idag.