Mando Diao

If I said something smoothly, could it
be a little symphony
Breathing a break, oh that’s what you
want me to do
Riding along emotions unaware of my
own age, darling

Lauren, I’m growing much faster than
you

And if that Andy drew my soul, I will
tear me ‘till I’m dry
Poetic drivel, oh, that’s what I want
it to be How can a girl so strong, go
and blow it on her own, darling

Lauren, I’m growing much faster than
you

And if that cunt tries to beat me in
rhythm And if that cunt tries to prove
me I’m wrong
I’m sure that

Lauren I’m growing much faster than you