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A series of journal entries in form of music
 I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn. I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs. I crashed my car into the bridge. I don't care, I love it. I don't care. I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone. I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn. I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs. I crashed my car into the bridge. I don't care, I love it. I don't care. You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch You're from the 70's, but I'm a 90's bitch I love it! I love it! I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone. I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn. I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs. I crashed my car into the bridge. I don't care, I love it. I don't care, I love it, I love it. I don't care, I love it. I don't care. You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch You're from the 70's, but I'm a 90's bitch I don't care, I love it. I don't care, I love it, I love it. I don't care, I love it. I don't care, I love it, I love it. I don't care. I love it. Labels: Icona Pop |
PressPlayMode
PressPlayMode is a diary of a nobody with weekly entries in form of music. Posting music on Sundays relevant to the life of Ellie (me). Please support the artists by buying their records, grabbing their merch and going to their gigs. Est. January 01 2014
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