måndag 26 december 2011

Come on... come again

Feeling kind of lonely - fucked up and cold...
What is that? What is what?
Tomorrow is a new day. But not yet a new year. It´s still 2011

Do things I´m not proud of
But feel no regret either

I go my own way
Include people

Share feelings...
I a moment we give in

In the end we all begin
We all create our own little sin