The Perfect Story

Somewhere in Sweden

Lives a lonely man

He is not forbidden

Fades in the dark again.
Not so far from there

One mad girl exists
Somewhere in Sweden

Lives a lonely man

He is not forbidden

Fades in the dark again.
Not so far from there

One mad girl exists

Always lives in fear

Never can resist.
One fine day she met him

Fell in love with him

Something more she let him

He could hear her scream
He was a fancy singer

And she loved play guitar

The fate shows a middle finger

To both them from the star
Nobody can help them

Nothing can be fine

She goes down in waiting

He goes down in time
It was a perfect story

\’cause nothing happened then

Even if she is sorry

Even if he\’s a man.


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