Ghosts in the photograph
never lied to me.
I'd be all of that
I'd be all of that.
A false memory
would be everything.
A denial
my eliminent.
What was that for?
What was that for?
What would you do
if you saw spaceships
over Glasgow?
Would you fear them?
Every aircraft,
every camera,
is a wish that
wasn't granted.
What was that for?
What was that for?
Try to be bad.
Try to be bad.
ψαγμένος εισαι μουσικά φίλε και μου αρέσει το στύλ σου...αν και ειμαι πιο χαρντ ροκάς τσέκαρε το μουσικό μου ιστολόγιο
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