Title: Valgfritt

Text: I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown in the name of someone I no longer know. For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone. Traffic lines and a transmitter radio. I don't like that when they threw me in the car, I gave your name as my emergency phone call. Honey, it rang and rang. Even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up. I'll dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for you. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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