When he was just a little boy,
He only had one favourite toy.
And he had nothing on his mind,
He never left anything behind.
No.

As he got older, things got worse,
Like he´d been born under a curse.
Things started to fall apart,
They weren´t like they were at the start.
No, it´s like a civil war.

Growing up,
It´s like a civil war.
Don´t turn away,
It´s something you can´t ignore.
Growing up,
It´s like a civil war.

And now that he was in his teens,
He´d started to learn what life means.
Problems were still appearing,
They didn´t look like disappearing.
No.

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