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We are just the monkeys, who fell out of the trees
We are blisters on the earth
We are not the flowers, we're the strangling weeds
In the meadow
And love is just our way of looking out for ourselves
When we don't want to live alone
So step into the vacuum, tear off your clothes
And be born again
Pretend that you're alone now
And everything's gone
Just animal reflex
There's no one looking on
Forget about fashion
Forget about the law
Pretend that you're alone now
ja jag har tråkit och fixar med bilder och lyssnar på Keane. heh.
We are blisters on the earth
We are not the flowers, we're the strangling weeds
In the meadow
And love is just our way of looking out for ourselves
When we don't want to live alone
So step into the vacuum, tear off your clothes
And be born again
Pretend that you're alone now
And everything's gone
Just animal reflex
There's no one looking on
Forget about fashion
Forget about the law
Pretend that you're alone now
ja jag har tråkit och fixar med bilder och lyssnar på Keane. heh.
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