How do you define yourself, it's important to know
How do you define yourself, it's a must for me to know
If you don't know how to do it, you shouldn't do it at all
That's true, come on and step, climb, fall over me
Narrow-minded boy, looking straight ahead
Too much chemicals shut out empathy in your head
If I shall respect you, you'll have to respect me too
Not for my technical skills, but for what I am
Defining my self as too, growing just like you
Look up to you, you look down on me
Until you can't see, what I used to be
High-tension stomach-aches ain't always perfect art
But you can do anything, pretentious, dumb or smart
So what is your answer to the so-called eternal return
We won't get rid of it, neither of us will
Until our self-esteem is thicker than big chill
I'm still the fan in front of the band
And you are the man in front of the band
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Peter Bjorn And John - The Fan Lyrics
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How do you define yourself, it's important to know
How do you define yourself, it's a must for me to know
If you don't know how to do it, you shouldn't do it at all
That's true, come on and step, climb, fall over me
Narrow-minded boy, looking straight ahead
Too much chemicals shut out empathy in your head
If I shall respect you, you'll have to respect me too
Not for my technical skills, but for what I am
Defining my self as too, growing just like you
Look up to you, you look down on me
Until you can't see, what I used to be
High-tension stomach-aches ain't always perfect art
But you can do anything, pretentious, dumb or smart
So what is your answer to the so-called eternal return
We won't get rid of it, neither of us will
Until our self-esteem is thicker than big chill
I'm still the fan in front of the band
And you are the man in front of the band
How do you define yourself, it's a must for me to know
If you don't know how to do it, you shouldn't do it at all
That's true, come on and step, climb, fall over me
Narrow-minded boy, looking straight ahead
Too much chemicals shut out empathy in your head
If I shall respect you, you'll have to respect me too
Not for my technical skills, but for what I am
Defining my self as too, growing just like you
Look up to you, you look down on me
Until you can't see, what I used to be
High-tension stomach-aches ain't always perfect art
But you can do anything, pretentious, dumb or smart
So what is your answer to the so-called eternal return
We won't get rid of it, neither of us will
Until our self-esteem is thicker than big chill
I'm still the fan in front of the band
And you are the man in front of the band