October
22 November 2007
You know there ain't no street like home
To make you feel so all alone
Plenty of folk to tell you what to do
But they don't speak the same language as you
Is it a crime to be young?
Cause every time we have some fun
They put us down and tell us that we're wrong
Every time they sing the same old song
Here we are, nowhere, maybe that's where we belon
Look at every man you meet
It can be him on every street
The woman's waiting for the next attack
Bold black headlines made in dark
Show how the man can make his mark
The woman learned it from her
How do you propose to live your life in times like these
Growing up surrounded by the fear and hate disease
I believe that we all need protection from the world
And our friends enfold us like a bar
And I know it hurts
But you're just getting older
And I know you'll win
You'll do it once again
mina ögon är rätt skrämmande ibland :P
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