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I was walking through, to my days

Street i didn't know

So similar to nothing

So sleek, it was too hold

I walked into a village

So deep, i didn't know

Such a sneaky, peaky distance

Sleek, it was too hold

I didn't keep nothing

Just a cigarette to go

These things they mean no nothing

No nothing, me at all

These things they mean nothing to me

You can walk into the village

So deep, you never thought

So similar to nothing

Sleek, and worth to hold

I will keep an eye on you, dear

And take a cigarette to go

I light it up for you dear

And then, off it goes

Things don't mean nothing to me

No, no, no, no, no, no

Nothing to me

Things don't mean nothing to me

No, no, no, no, no, no

Nothing to me

Things don't mean

Things don't mean nothing to me

No, no, no, no, no, no

Nothing to me