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Känn Ingen Sorg För Mig Göteborg
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Give me arsenic
For the city is full of aunts and tragic
Powder helped me truly
Write this in a journal for I was down but… (It probably means that he was depressed but this powder made him feel better and he don't mind even somebody would write about his drug use in a journal)
Little brother, don’t become like me when you grow up
You stood on the door and said: if this is all that becomes then I die
Little brother, don’t ever become like me
Don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
And Singoalla (don’t know who this Singoalla is) believes that if Heaven exists I’m doomed
But don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
In a disco
But I take everything for fun even a secret
Take me to love take me to dance
Give me something that takes me somewhere
For I want to know if love exists
Don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
And Singoalla believes that if Heaven exists I’m doomed
But don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
Don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
It was one night in a disco
I followed her every step
Maybe we see if there is a chance
Maybe we see if there is a chance
In some tram somewhere
Don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
I know that everyone believes that if Heaven exists I’m doomed
Don’t feel sorry for me Göteborg
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NoraME on 2008-01-10
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Singoalla is a famous cookie from Goteborg