Söndag 29 november

5. Naked

I was fifteen my first time
when I got scarred,
i got scarred for life
I went to the artist,
he painted my skin
my mother felt sorry,
she thought it was a sin
She said "that's something you will regret"
you haven't seen nothing yet
(I just smiled and said:)

I would feel naked without my tattoos
Like a drinker without his booze
I would feel naked without my tattoos
Like a soldier without his gun and boots

The tattoos are a part of me
and that's the way it's going to be
They will be there wherever I go
even til my very, my very last show

I would feel naked without my tattoos
Like a drinker without his booze
I would feel naked without my tattoos
Like a soldier without his gun and boots

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