So I hear you're on a roll with the booze
So I hear you've declared war on love
But don't drink your heart out
So you want to live on Easy Street, never risk anything, never grow up
I don't owe you anything anymore
Everybody just babbles in my ear
Pray
bop
a
lula,
be
bop
a
lula
Fredrika is on the deck, F-F-Fernando is on the phone
Doesn't answer, I don't owe him a shit anymore
I'm not owe someone any longer
Folk
says
to
the process
förstört
dig
so
Well,
nåt
would
soon
ha
förstört
me
yet
I got beat up by either the Latino gang or the Skinsen
Been pissed at by either the doorman or the police, in the classroom and on the schoolyard
I don't owe anyone anything anymore
I don't owe anyone anything anymore
Some
says
to
letters
of
did
was
value
Maybe
the,
men
of
was
nånting
to
göra
while
man
waiting
Some say so, some say it should have been them
When you hang against the rope, learn to take the punches or jump up in the match< br/>I don't owe anyone anything anymore