At least until the battery dies.
My Dreams - They aren't as empty Discover Don't Worry
How Precious did that Grace appear the hour I first believed
I want to hold you high and steal your pain --- Because I'm Broken
Despondent dark angel -- Flip Side of the Coin -- Gothic Red Riding hood telekinetic Deva
Must be exhausting to loose your own game Sober I've made up your mind
-- Man she can sing
A bit harder now
Sweet little words unlike anything I have heard Coming Undone Funky springs
Couldn't possibly be more different than this
Turn the music up Pon De Replay
Speak the truth or make your peace some other way I'd kinda like one of those bikes.
Ok I can't believe I am going to say this
But what Goes Around Comes Around is pretty good
batt is dying
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