.He was just a schoolboy, but a prince in our home town
A backpack full of spraycans, and baseballcap for crown
We were never lovers, or I never loved him like I should
Sometimes I still see his paintings,
On concrete walls, on moldy wood,
Words are never really understood, oooh.
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