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The Kid Lyrics

It’s been years since we first met,

it’s been years since our good days, oh the years got
us both,
the kid grew a moustache,
the moustache grew a conscience, the conscience grew a
man

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out, oh yeah I rip it out

The kid learned a lesson

cut in half and then measured a cynical soul, a cynical
haircut

Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out

The kid, a cynical haircut

Whatever you put into my heart

I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out

Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out

The kid, a cynical haircut
whatever you put
the kid, a cynical haircut

whatever you put (into my heart)

the kid, a cynical haircut
whatever you put (into my heart)
the kid, a cynical haircut

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Record Label(s): Labrador 2004
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