måndag 29 augusti 2011
fredag 26 augusti 2011
cause I feel like shit
Den här helgen tänker jag bara bli frisk! Så ingen ringer mej så jag blir frestad att gå ut, för nu har de gått för lång tid och orkar inte vara sjuk längre. Blä.
torsdag 25 augusti 2011
19
Nineteen.
Number on his back voted captain of his high school football Team.
Took us all the way to states got a scholarship to play down in Tennessee.
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he can go like You never seen
nineteen.
On the day those twin towers came down his whole World turned around.
Told them all y’all we can’t play ball theirs a war on Now.
So he marched right in with a few good men and joined the Marines
Nineteen.
He’s a boy next door
he may of carried your bags at the grocery Store
now he’s somebody’s son holding a gun in some foreign land
trying to Hold on to his American damn dream
nineteen.
Theirs a sniper out there in The dark somewhere, and a soldier down.
We need someone who can run, and Duck to get him out.
Answered one good man who raised his hand take one for The team.
How ’bout you nineteen.
He’s a boy next door
he may of carried Your bags at the grocery store
now he’s somebody’s son holding a gun in Some foreign land
trying to hold on to his American damn dream
nineteen.
Brought him home today with a big parade down on main street.
Gave him a Purple heart a silver star soldier gave a speech.
Said he could run he Could duck he could throw he was the one who rescued me.
Said he could of Played for Tennessee.
Number nineteen he was nineteen.
Number on his back voted captain of his high school football Team.
Took us all the way to states got a scholarship to play down in Tennessee.
Said he could run, he could duck, he could throw, he can go like You never seen
nineteen.
On the day those twin towers came down his whole World turned around.
Told them all y’all we can’t play ball theirs a war on Now.
So he marched right in with a few good men and joined the Marines
Nineteen.
He’s a boy next door
he may of carried your bags at the grocery Store
now he’s somebody’s son holding a gun in some foreign land
trying to Hold on to his American damn dream
nineteen.
Theirs a sniper out there in The dark somewhere, and a soldier down.
We need someone who can run, and Duck to get him out.
Answered one good man who raised his hand take one for The team.
How ’bout you nineteen.
He’s a boy next door
he may of carried Your bags at the grocery store
now he’s somebody’s son holding a gun in Some foreign land
trying to hold on to his American damn dream
nineteen.
Brought him home today with a big parade down on main street.
Gave him a Purple heart a silver star soldier gave a speech.
Said he could run he Could duck he could throw he was the one who rescued me.
Said he could of Played for Tennessee.
Number nineteen he was nineteen.
söndag 21 augusti 2011
fredag 19 augusti 2011
torsdag 18 augusti 2011
onsdag 17 augusti 2011
måndag 15 augusti 2011
trött
Hellu där, det var ett tag sen. Har ju jobbat på kollot i typ 5 veckor och datan där borta är skit seg, så har inte orkat laddat upp nåt! Kom hem i lördags och då blev de fest hos Johanna, mycket trevligt! Igår var jag med gamla goda vänner , så de var också skoj. Är sjuk nu så ska väl bara stanna hemma idag tror jag och ta de lugnt! Men japp..Ha de bra, puss hej!
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