slap by some boy who lungs for a hug
kiss by some girl who calls you a mug
your dirty is nearly the guy that you know
and you think of antuon duanon
trains are rolling, sound is rolling, people's strolling
people called you wino, people judge you by first site
surprises awaits you at the right around the block
and you think to yourself what the fuck
woah woah boy
woah woah boy
you've got nothing to fear, your shadows disappear you've got nothing to fear woah me boy
your life is in the pagage, some curty capet within
your loneliness is hitting well that someone's said is offenses
the psychologist's irony is hardly to tup
as you wishes sir good day and good luck
woah woah boy
woah woah boy
you've got nothing to fear, your shadows disappear, you've got nothing to fear woah my boy
woah woah boy
woah woah boy
you've got nothing to fear, your shadow's disappear, you've got nothing to fear woah my boy

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