London
Because it's only concrete and cars,
It's only sirens and missing stars,
It's only whiskey and disregard
In the smallest hours here, when I feel alone.
It's only sirens and missing stars,
It's only whiskey and disregard
In the smallest hours here, when I feel alone.
Så länge jag har ben howard så spelar det ingen roll
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