When I came home from 6 hours of work I had the overwhelming urge to watch this.
Frankfurt on September 24th, the head you can see all the time is Björn's (he's a lovely bloke with good taste a creepy stalker) and the one you can see bobbing up from time to time, especially near the end, the smaller one, is mine.
I'm so pathetic, I just cried while watching it.
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I miss them so much.
They should get their asses into the studio, then get the new record out and jump over the big pond as soon as possible, or I just might explode.