life is not meassured by the numbers of breaths we take, it's about the moments that takes our breath away
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http://www.sensation.com/photoplayer/?country=dk

anton : sensation! <3 säger: helt fucking unbelieveable
anton : sensation! <3 säger: den goaste bilden är ändå den på dig

Vaknade med ett duktigt ömt blåmärke i handen efter Sensation, men vad gör det när man hittar den här bilden på sig själv på hemsidan dagen efter? Haha, jag är nöjd! Tackar Johan för att han tog upp mig på sina axlar i just detta ögonblick.

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

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