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You keep saying my head |
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Has been firmly planted in the sand |
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I guess I've never been brave that way |
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But I'm not a fool who buys bottled water |
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I'm not easily swayed |
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And that we should have gone |
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We should have gone a long time ago |
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Now Sweden has drifted too far away |
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You and your dreams and your fuzzy plans |
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Patience's something that you never had |
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And it's so hard |
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To talk sense to you |
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You still find truth |
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In the follies of youth |
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But I'm not a fool, I don't read the horoscope |
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I don't believe in happy ever after |
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A pyramid scheme |
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I keep telling you |
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But you act as if we had nothing to lose |
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You say you don't belong here |
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Because someone once said you look like a star |
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Another drunk man who saw a chance |
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You come from a family who can afford to be eccentric |
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Go back and cry to them |
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You could've gone on your own |
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A high-heeled escape to your fairyland |
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A daring run for designer clothes |
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You and your dreams, your fuzzy plans |
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Patience's something that you never had |
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And it's so hard |
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To talk sense to you |
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You still find truth |
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In the follies of youth |
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But I'm not a fool, I don't read the horoscope |
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I don't believe in happy ever after |
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A pyramid scheme |
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I keep telling you |
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But you act as if we had nothing to lose |
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The follies of youth |
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For someone like you |
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For someone like you they're still true |
