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I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
They're the young blue bodies with the old red bodies
'Cause I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
With my kid on my shoulders I'll try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don't have the d** to sort
I don't have the d** to sort it out
Sort it out
I defend my family with my orange umbrella
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
With my shining new star-spangled tennis shoes on
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
With my kid on my shoulders, I'll try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don't have the d** to sort
I don't have the d** to sort it out
Sort it out
I don't have the d** to sort
I don't have the d** to sort it out
Sort it out
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul
Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul