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And I traveled around to educate myself |
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Stand up straight I'm easy to persuade |
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It's all so numb, I can't feel no more |
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Miss you my friend, pinch me again |
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The present time is not like past times |
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Neon lights instead of laughing crimes |
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I struggled so hard and took it quite far |
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But all that shows on my hands are scars |
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Stand up straight, no need to look in my eyes |
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Still miss you my friend, don't hurt me again |
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Dear old fame damn don't you pretend |
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It's all so numb, I can't feel no more |
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Stretch my tolerance |
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Act like a man it's all bullshit when it comes to the end |
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Dear old Stockholm |
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Made a place in my mind |
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Stretch my tolerance |
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Act like a man it's all bullshit when it comes to the end |
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Dear old Stockholm |
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Can't you feel the loving that I send? |
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Fame, all the money |
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That's all bullshit when it comes to the end |
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Dear old Stockholm |
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Made a place in my mind |
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Violent ground and amusement sound |
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Mutual partners, weakness to be found |
