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bjoernalexander Bjørn Alexander Gøtzsche Lange, Copenhagen, Denmark

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    What's So Great About Tomorrow Anyway?
    on January 27, 2012 08:54

    What's So Great About Tomorrow Anyway?

    Call me up tomorrow, I won't be there
    I will be gone
    Pick your phone, I don't answer to you anymore
    Yeah, I will be gone

    And I don't even care what you care for now, what you've got in there
    Cause you're still so gone

    So, what's so great about tomorrow anyway?
    I still feel like shit today and there's noone out there
    Heaven can wait
    And what's today? It doesn't matter what you say
    I'll still feel like shit and wait
    But there's nothing out there
    Heaven can't wait

    Don't fall in love tomorrow, don't come and have me
    You could've had it all
    Picked me apart, sucked the marrow from around my heart
    But tomorrow's gone

    And I don't even care what you care for now, what you've got in there
    Cause you're still so gone

    So, what's so great about tomorrow anyway?
    I still feel like shit today and there's noone out there
    Heaven can wait
    And what's today? It doesn't matter what you say
    I'll still feel like shit and wait
    But there's nothing out there
    Heaven can't wait

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    When You Were My Daughter
    on January 27, 2012 08:54

    When You Were My Daughter

    When you were my daughter and I was your father
    And I was your mother we let go
    When you were my daughter, I was your father and your mother
    What have we come to?

    If I see your father, I'll see your mother
    And carry their daughter with me
    Just stay with your brother
    And carry your mother and your father with you always

    If I don't any better now, and you don't feel any better
    How can we ever feel any better when this town has got the best of me
    So run down
    It's a vasectomy to the heart

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    You're Not The One I'm Dreaming Of
    on January 27, 2012 08:53

    You're Not The One I'm Dreaming Of

    Sitting in your windowpane, forgot myself, forgot your name
    It's over now, as morning comes
    I realize we're not the ones I thought we were in smoky bars or on the hazy boulevards
    It's skin on skin but it's not love
    You're not the one I'm dreaming of

    Have to leave before you wake, be walking home – the walk of shame
    I know it's sad, but it's okay: You'd never like me anyway
    Unless we go to smoky bars and drink until we get a car to take us home to pull-out fucks
    You're not the one I'm dreaming of

    I only wish I'd feel a change but it's not worse or better, it's all the same
    I'd rather sleep with you than sleep alone, but please don't call me on the phone
    So it's not to say that I regret the way you look or how you taste
    Your hair smells nice, your hands are soft
    But you're not the one I'm dreaming of

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    Shutter
    on January 27, 2012 08:52

    Shutter

    If I were a shutter
    If I were a shutter for the summer
    I wouldn't close my eye, I wouldn't fall asleep
    I would take in your light, I would take an image of you
    For us two
    For us to keep

    ...for us to hold on to
    Something for us to hold on to

    If I were your lover
    If you were my cover for the summer
    I wouldn't fantazise, I wouldn't fall asleep
    I would go freeze the time that I took that picture of you
    For us two, for us to keep

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    Promises I Can't Keep
    on January 27, 2012 08:51

    Promises I Can't Keep

    It seems
    I have lived in silence for weeks
    I make promises that I can't keep

    In dreams
    You have whispered to me in my sleep
    We've been pushing daisies, not pulling weeds

    It feels like spitting in your mouth to quench your thirst
    Like skipping ropes or stones to reimburse the times you've spent in your windowpane to feel
    Not so young and not so out of leagues
    Not so real

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    What's So Great About Tomorrow Anyway? at 0.37
    on January 14, 2012 15:20

    @annaname: så manne tak! og njaeh, ikke endnu. det er skolearbejde

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    Far Far Away - strings version at 3.01
    on November 28, 2011 21:21

    @p d: sure! please email me at flagwhitemusic@gmail.com and we'll work something out

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    IOU
    on May 09, 2011 14:19

    æj, charlie, kan du se den nu? storetrommen er en dør

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