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09-05-2004, 12:44 AM
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The last song you want to hear........
Before you die, espically BJ one......
 :P I probably wait a bit to hear Dry county and santa fee and if i have more time probably bed of roes. :P
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky 
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09-05-2004, 09:46 AM
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 or is it?.  Anway we can always tell them to write and record one with that title.
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky
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09-05-2004, 10:27 AM
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Aloha !
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Salaam Aleikum, Sebastiaan
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09-05-2004, 01:21 PM
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 Thats lyrics is really good, how is the song by the way?.
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky
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09-05-2004, 01:37 PM
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Aloha !
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Salaam Aleikum, Sebastiaan
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09-05-2004, 01:43 PM
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky
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