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When he was just a little boy
He only had one favorite toy
And he had nothing on his mind
He never left anything behind no
As he got older things got worse
Like he had been born under a curse
Things started to fall apart
They went like they were at the start
No ohh
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 started to learn live of his means,
Probably to stay in here and
They didn't look like disappearin',
No, ohh,

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,

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,
Don't turn away,
It's something you can't ignore,
Growing up, it's like a civil war.

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