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The Geats ( GHEETS, GAY-əts, YATS; Old English: gēatas [ˈjæɑtɑs]; Old Norse: gautar [ˈɡɑu̯tɑr]; Swedish: götar [ˈjø̂ːtar]), sometimes called Goths, were a large North Germanic tribe who inhabited Götaland ("land of the Geats") in modern southern Sweden from antiquity until the late Middle Ages. They are one of the progenitor groups of modern Swedes, along with Swedes (the tribe) and Gutes. The name of the Geats also lives on in the Swedish provinces of Västergötland and Östergötland, the Western and Eastern lands of the Geats, and in many other toponyms. The Swedish dialects spoken in the areas that used to be inhabited by Geats form a distinct group, Götamål. more »

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Girl, save me when troubles around I been jealous , so dumbfound
I've been waiting, so damn long So damn long for you to come around
Girl, you stabbed me in the back, I was left on the ground
Had so many wounds, what goes up must come around

She really made me feel like a king with a crown
She asked me, do you love me? I say, we was bound
Girl, we bound for life, meet you in the afterlife
Asked me about my sex life, stab me butter knife

I know I have a better nights, do the shit my mother might
You're the love of my lifeline Girl, you know we got the same mind
I really met you at the right time
Eight months, how the time flies by

nine months, now it's time to say bye
Girl, save me when troubles around, I been jealous so dumbfound
I've been waiting, so damn long So damn long for you to come around
Girl, you stabbed me in the back, I was left on the ground

Had so many wounds, what goes up must come around
She really made me feel like a king with a crown
She asked me, do you love me, I say we was bound
Dig it in the ground
Girl play surround sound
Take you to the pound town
When I land I be out of bounds, time to bounce, James Bond style
Number one, walk a mile in my shoes
Tryna see my point of view
Got no time for interviews
You just left me hanging, noose
Old news
You was making all the wrong moves
Baby you my support tool

I've been waiting, so damn long So damn long for you to come around
Girl, you stabbed me in the back, I was left on the ground

Had so many wounds, what goes up must come around
She asked me, do you love me I said, we was bound

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