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                                                                                                                        Ord & musik: Tom Lundén

                                                                                            Du sidder med kræfter
                                                                                            der er så svære at udløse
                                                                                            dine billeder er lærred
                                                                                            til at svøbe om de hudløse

                                                                                            Du lægger dine pensler
                                                                                            og ser på hvad du har
                                                                                            du gir aldrig nogen svar
                                                                                            du viser højst dine ar

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                                                                                            Og hver gang du vover dig frem
                                                                                            blir du hundset og hånt
                                                                                            de sir det du ikke kopierer
                                                                                            har du hugget og lånt

                                                                                            Men indeni dig er der en streg
                                                                                            du nødig går over
                                                                                            det er stregen der skiller
                                                                                            de vågne fra dem der sover

                                                                                            Di Ah I Åh

                                                                                            Du sidder med kræfter
                                                                                            der er så svære at udløse
                                                                                            dine billeder er lærred
                                                                                            til at svøbe om de hudløse

                                                                                            Di Ah I Åh

 

 

                                                                                                                

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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