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Emil Kristensen
Emil Kristensen
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Now I don't know, feeling so low You think that I been feeling alone But now I don't see, no I don't know I feel at home when you're holding me close So fuck 'em all Fuck the things they say They never cared 'bout me anyway So fuck 'em all And the people they told About the things that they'd never know Yeah I won't think and I won't wish I see you at night and I want this I'll cut my eyes out I think I'm bleeding now I'll write a story Where you're not around Now I don't know, feeling so low You think that I been feeling alone But now I don't see, no I don't know I feel at home when you're holding me close So fuck 'em all Fuck the things they say They never cared 'bout me anyway So fuck 'em all And the people they told About the things that they'd never know So fuck 'em all Fuck the things they say They never cared 'bout me anyway So fuck 'em all And fuck you, too I wish you knew how much I hate you So fuck 'em all Fuck the things they say They never cared 'bout me anyway So fuck 'em all And the people they told About the things that they'd never know So fuck 'em all Fuck the things they say They never cared 'bout me anyway So fuck 'em all And fuck you, too I wish you knew how much I hate you
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