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Kinder</title><link>http://whispers-in-the-dark54.skyrock.com/</link><description>Kiinder fuck the world... (/)_(/) (o_O) (#)-(#) YØu&amp;#039;re better than drugs yØur lØve iis liike wiine Feel yØu cØmiin&amp;#039; Øn sØ fast Feel you cØmiin&amp;#039; tØ get me hiigh YØu&amp;#039;re better than drugs Addiicted fØr liife Feel yØu cØmiin&amp;#039; Øn sØ fast Feel you cØmiin&amp;#039; Øn tØ get me hiigh /) /) (+.+) (&amp;#34;)_(&amp;#34;) BN =D /)_/) (°-+) (&amp;#34;)-(&amp;#34;) Parcke san Eux* je Sraii riien x3 /) /) (0.Ô) (&amp;#34;)_(&amp;#34;) Laura(s) : ii løv&amp;#039; U x3 /) /) (^.^) (&amp;#34;)_(&amp;#34;) EvrerybØdy, Put yØur hands up say, I dØn&amp;#039;t wanna be iin lØve, Feel the beat nØw iif you gØt nØthiing left say I dØnt wanna be iin lØve, I dØnt wanna be in lØve DØn&amp;#039;t giive up nØw, yØu gØt a reasØn to liive say, I dØn&amp;#039;t wanna be iin lØve, I dØnt wanna be iin lØve Feeliing gØØd nØw, dØn&amp;#039;t be afraiid tØ get dØwn say, I dØn&amp;#039;t wanna be in lØve, I dØnt wanna be in lØve /) /) (X.x) (&amp;#34;)_(&amp;#34;) I don&amp;#039;t have anything, Except a dream... 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