Partyflock
 
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NaamLinda
WoonplaatsRozenburg (Zuid-Holland)
LandNederland 🇳🇱
Geboortedatum
Leeftijd35
Geslachtvrouw
Geaardheidhetero
Relatienee
Lid sinds28 november 2008 11:10
Statusinactief
Laatst hier16 oktober 2011 23:37
Laatste aanpassingvrijdag 28 november 2008 om 11:15

Agenda

Laatst bezochte feest was op zaterdag 5 december 2009: Nightmare, Ahoy, Rotterdam

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2·evenementen bezocht
1·oude interessante evenementen
1·opmerking
1·waardering
13·privéberichten verzonden
25·privéberichten ontvangen
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I went to a party, mom.
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink mom,
so I drank soda instead.

I felt really proud inside, mom,
the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, mom,
even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing mom,
I know you're always right.
Now the party is finally ending, mom,
as everyone drives out of sight.

As I got into my car, mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece,
because of the way you raised me, mom,
so responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, mom.
but as I pulled onto the road,
the other car didn't see me, mom,
and it hit me like a load.

As I lie here on the pavement, mom,
I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk mom,
and now I'm the one who'll will pay.

I'm lying here dying, mom,
I wish you'd get here soon.
How come this happened to me, mom?
My life burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, mom.
most of it is mine,
I hear the paramedic say, mom,
I'll be dead in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, mom,
the others didn't think.

He didn't know where he was going, mom,
he was probably at the same party as I,
the only difference is, mom,
he drank, and I will die.

Why do people drink, mom?
it can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now mom
pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, mom.
I don't think it's fair
I'm lying here dying mom,
while all he can do is stare.

Someone should have told him, mom,
not to drink and drive.
If only they'd have taken the time, mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, mom,
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, mom,
because when I needed you,
you where always there.

I have one last question, mom,
Before I say goodbye.
I didn't ever drink, mom,
so why am I to die?

This is the end, mom,
I wish I could look you in the eye.
To say these final words, mom,
I love you... and good-bye.