| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| When I was a little younger
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| I had to justify my angst
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| I’d spend a lotta precious time
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| Tryna find the facts
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| Then one day, I met Mikael
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| Mikael don’t like my whine
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| So now I don’t look toward my death
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| I look toward my life
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| Somehow this girl changed me
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| From a sad man to a clown
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| Now they call me crazy
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| 'Cause nothing gets me down
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| When me and my girl walk down the street
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| I don’t stare people out
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| All the things I used to do like that
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| I do without
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| Everything with her makes sense
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| Everything is real
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| You don’t need no evidence
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| When you’re sayin' what you feel
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| Nothing, yeah
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Somehow this girl changed me
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| From a sad man to a clown
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| Now they call me crazy
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| 'Cause nothing gets me down
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore
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| Got nothing to prove anymore |