---------------- How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
mhmm, as ir dabar... o buvau ganetinai primirsus;/ prisiminiau konca
Bon Jovi - Always...
---------------- How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
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under the bridges of fame it's always nighttime
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dasga
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Don't worry
Be hippie!
perklausiau 5 dainas ir mano verdiktas: Oracular Spectacular žyyymiai geresnis
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let's make evil
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MGMT šaunuoliai, kad žengė truputį kitokiu keliu, o OS juk bet kada galima paklausyt. Congratulations
Eels - Hombre Lobo
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..And there was a dead wild cat and a bottle of beer that had been, that had never been opened.
And I drank the beer
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"I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing."
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'Music is the face of God' - John Frusciante
kad nauja kryptim pasuko, tai tikrai šaunu, reik gi viską išbandyt, bet tas posūkis nelimpa man prie širdies...
Miike Snow - Plastic Jungle
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let's make evil
http://rapidsha ... 67185697/HA.zip
i-m.net
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music is my aeroplane :>
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let's make evil
Bet man kažkodėl negroja .m4a, teko iš Youtubės parsisiųst..
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'Music is the face of God' - John Frusciante
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"I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing."
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let's make evil
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How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
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Bon Jovi - Always...
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How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.