Mustasch
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Mustasch & Martin Westerstrand
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Raised in pain
And grown in rage
Learned to hate
You suffocate
Pushed away
You try to remain
Fight for space
You fall from grace
No mourning
No relief
Been running all my life
And I always thought
That my eyes were open wide
Now I realize
I can't waste my days
In the search of the right sign
Raised in pain
You learned to hate
Pushed away
You fight for space
Stillwater
Deep blue sea
Been running all my life
And I always thought
That my eyes were open wide
Now I realize
I can't waste my days
In the search of the right sign