mangsbos

I MISS YOU

New York, you're perfect, please don't change a thing.
Your mild, billionaire mayor's now convinced he's a king.

And so the boring collect, I mean all disrespect,
In the neighborhood bars
I'd once dreamt I would drink.

New York, I love you, but you're freaking me out.
There's a ton of the twist, but we're fresh out of shout.

guuuuud va du är nära nu skrutt :D

och NEJNEJ inget frost, det var typ 15 grader varmt idag =)