| Now I 'alone for the first time in many hours
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| Traffic-tight KBH, how many cars pass me
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| People in cafes check smartphones and magazines
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| Everything is about the same as straightforward, but who compares
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| Feeling trapped in a gray area
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| Where I constantly look in the rearview mirror if any come
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| This weekend took a turn, a bit of a violent route
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| Just thought I'd hang out and eat Toblerone
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| And now Ella is probably fucking mad
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| First I went cold in her bed and then I drove a little ride
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| I parallel park and stop at a white wall
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| Because I have to be drunk if I'm going to have a little nap later
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| And down the street there are shots for a 10s
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| Do not park here, but fuck what they say
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| Will fuck if I get 80 fines
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| Must have alcohol until I can not stand on my feet
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| I want to forget where I was just before
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| Before I go home I have to get 'a little crazy'
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| Fuck that hold 'again when my voice it blurs
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| And my body is trying to close my eyes and ears
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| I want to forget where I was just before
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| If I'm going home, it's in a wheelbarrow
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| Fuck that hold 'again can not' wait to end up there
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| Where I do not remember what I do
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| In fact, the road is just around the corner from where Ella lives
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| If I trooped up now, it could end in an armed murder
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| I'm not in a hurry to listen to any angel choir
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| Better to stay seated here, and not 'expect' the big '
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| The day ended with all hope vanishing
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| But I can drink here if they just take my purse as collateral
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| The heart rate drops and the little tics disappear
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| And the rising per mille is doing the things they play
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| Everything is gone, my friends did not come '
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| Alone on the dance floor, I attract attention
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| Moves me so fat over a pop hit
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| Trying to get up, my legs are limp like a french fries
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| When the bartender says my dancing should stop '
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| I'm giving him a flat that's not hard, but it fits well
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| A doorman who does not give a fuck takes his arm around my slender body
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| And pulls backwards even though I scream stop
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| Cools me out the door with a snap
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| Should really hurt, but I'm shut off
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| Wading on to find a bar I can stand behind
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| And end this stupid day
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| Chorus
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