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See, I spent my teens enraged, spirallin' in silence And I armed myself with a grin 'Cause I was always the fuckin' joker Buried in their humour amongst the white noise and boys' boys Locker room talkin' lads' lads Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags A mirrored picture of my old man Oh God, the kid's a dab hand Canny chanter, but he looks sad God, the kid looks so sad
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I know now that I can't make good How I wish I could Go back and put Me where you stood Nothing's really something, now the whole thing's soot It serves to suffer, make a hole in my foot And I hope you look As I fill my book What a waste of wood Nothing's really happened like I thought it would I can't rest on no dynasty Yeah, what is wrong with me? Man, I'm so sorry I got the best of me I really damn been on such a violent spree But maybe you can still make a man from me Here on Speyside quay With what's left of me As you live and breathe I really know now what had hold on me
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2006 me is being portrayed by every character in this video.
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groovy bassline, flute, handclaps, it's all there..
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just let it run in the background and enjoy your evening.
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