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Hippo Campus - Bambi
I
swear
to
God
I
wasn't
born
to
fight
Maybe
just
a
little
bit,
enough
to
make
me
sick
of
it
But
I-I-I-I
can
read
between
the
lines
I
want
to
run
from
everything
But
my
legs
won't
work,
it's
clear
to
me
I-I-I-I
haven't
been
much
myself
And
I
feel
like
my
friends
are
being
put
through
this
hell
Feeling,
I
think
that
I'm
living,
if
you
could
call
it
living
So
brash
and
unforgiven
Ruled
by
the
vibe
I'm
bringing
Serving
myself
Serving
myself
The
timing's
poor
I
know
it's
never
right
It's
hard
to
see
this
time
of
night
Hard
to
know
the
reasons
why
I
fucked
it
up
again
Still
I
breathe
a
sigh
It
doesn't
seem
so
lucky
now
Maybe
I
can
figure
out
Why-y-y-y
I
haven't
been
much
myself
And
I
feel
like
my
friends
are
being
put
through
this
hell
Feeling,
I
think
that
I'm
living,
if
you
could
call
it
living
So
brash
and
unforgiven
Ruled
by
the
vibe
I'm
bringing
Serving
myself
Serving
myself
Wait
and
see,
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now,
to
where
I
got
to
be
Wait
and
see,
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now,
to
where
I
got
to
be
(I-I-I-I
haven't
been
much
myself)
Wait
and
see,
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
(And
I
feel
like
my
friends
are
being
put
through
this
hell)
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
to
where
I
got
to
be
(Feeling,
I
think
that
I'm
living,
if
you
could
call
it
living)
Wait
and
see,
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
(So
brash
and
unforgiven)
I'll
be
making
my
own
way
now
to
where
I
got
to
be
(Ruled
by
the
vibe
I'm
bringing)
Serving
myself
Serving
myself
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