through narrow sounds, mellow brands

and ill miss it all. like jason anderson says, its not goodbye only good night.
or something like that. i dont quite know yet,
why im writing it all in english. like strindberg did, wrote it all on french.
it had to do with some distance shit.

london was the best, i was the best with london.
and so im leaving, dont ask me why, im not quite connected with myself.
im so damn scared of where im going, of that hometown,
god im scared of myself, of who i become in that town.
someone who finds herself crappy.
and im not crappy,
ive just got crappy clothes.

         

and to keep spinning onto the whole nostalgiadeal,
bd - confusion

i pitty people who were born before and after the grand time when swedish indie music was at its best.
but since youtube sucks and only posts bds late works, i cant giv it to ya.
youll have to settle with the famous breakthrough whirwind

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=kl8ZLhEEVBU


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