Krums - Childhood
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I was born in Ferrum City in the 1998
I grew up not quite to pretty, not quite having height and weight
The holiday spirit along with the pain
Are impregnating my walls and my brain

It was not the case in my childhood
It was not the case in my childhood

In a smoky room I hold a glass of whiskey in my hand
No one here suspects how many problems in my head
Money in my pocket, friend are very close
Feelings tear the body, but that no one knows

It was not the case in my childhood
It was not the case in my childhood
The days repeat themselves and flash before my eyes
It’s not like my childhood
It was not the case in my childhood

The days repeat themselves and flash before my eyes
It’s not like my childhood
It was not the case in my childhood