Vädret är fenomenalt och snart far vi iväg! Men.. det finns alltid ett men..
this is killing me slowly..
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me?
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