| When I was a kid, when I was a kid
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| I got weird so you know what I did?
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| What I did is I hid in the folds of a black hoodie
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| Hidden in the folds, hidden in the folds
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| Time went by and I got old
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| I got old but the shirt kept its hold on my scared body
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| I’m still a kid, I’m still a kid
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| But soon enough I’ll meet Death
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| Standing in his black hoodie
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| Laying with you now, laying with you now
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| I know I never shed that shroud
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| Never naked, never make it out
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| In that cloak I’ll croak that same story
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| I’m still a kid, I’m still a kid
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| But soon enough I’ll meet Death
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| Standing in his black hoodie
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| I’m still a kid, I’m still a kid
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| But soon enough I’ll meet Death
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| Standing in his black hoodie |