Fever Ray ( The Knife) When I Grow Up
When I grow up, I want to be a forester Run through the moss on high heels Thats what Ill do, throwing out boomerang Waiting for it to come back to me When I grow up, I want to live near the sea Crab claws and bottles of rum Thats what ill have staring at the seashell Waiting for it to embrace me I put my soul in what I do Last night I drew a funny man with dark eyes and a hanging tongue It goes way bad, I never liked a sad look From someone who wants to be loved by you. ..
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