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When he was just a little boy, |
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He only had one favourite toy, |
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And he had nothing on his mind, |
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He never left anything behind, no, |
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As he got older, things got worse, |
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Like he had been born under a curse, |
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Things started to fall apart, |
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They went like they were at the start, |
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No, ohh, |
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It's like a civil war, growing up, |
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It's like a civil war, |
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Don't turn away, |
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It's something you can't ignore, |
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Growing up, |
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It's like a civil war, |
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And now that he was in his teens, |
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He started to learn live of his means, |
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Probably to stay in here and |
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They didn't look like disappearin', |
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No, ohh, |
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It's like a civil war, growing up, |
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It's like a civil war, |
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Don't turn away, |
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It's something you can't ignore, |
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Growing up, |
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Growing up, it's like a civil war, |
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Don't turn away, |
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It's something you can't ignore, |
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Growing up, it's like a civil war, |
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Don't turn away, |
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It's something you can't ignore, |
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Growing up, it's like a civil war. |
