(Py Bckman & Mats Wester). Som en varg i ett laglst land nr vintern nrmat sig. Springer jag med fara fr mitt liv. Jag har inte lust att d fr en lngtan som gr ont.
look in my eyes what do you see someone who looks just like. me I'm lost inside something that I can't even find look. inside my empty soul needs something to fill this gaping.
Once upon a time I lived those ways just as you. invulnerability I thought was true all that belonged to me. now is gone and now I lay dying with discontent I say to.
=======. Let the bells ring out. Let the bells ring out. The hero is dead and the children are in bed. Let the bells ring out. All around, people in the town, they be dancing in the streets.
Out on a one way street again. I'm taking fire in each direction. Can't see the light down at the end. It's getting cold and there's no action. . Maybe it's the only way.
You must feel funny. You must feel flattered. I heard you wem sick. He must be very worried. This is what true love is all about hunger. Get out your valentines. Get out your revolver.
I can't cry for the whole world. Or make it be the way it should. I can't believe the things I've seen. . It's not with or without a face. It could be the latest craze.
Faced with several choices. All of them wrong. Snap out of it, I tell myself. Stop singing that same old song. The All Clear sounds but the streets are deserted.
(Go!) There comes a time in a man's life when he's faced. To confront himself with the truth. And everyday's a Saturday to him he sleeps in to a quarter past noon.
Listen to what I have to say I can no longer go on another. day without the one thing that I care most for life without. you I could bare no more the thought of losing you tears my.
From deep and dark and dirty. Come creeping, crawling, squirming menace, threat. To frighten the world socialistic coelomate. Segmentated separatist they're tunnelling holes in our home..
Wake up, call upon the ears of all. See how water left behind the salt. Construed out of pain to heal the wounds. One truth left behind to us from you.
I grew days. I grew them long. I grew them short. I wasted them all away. LONG DAYS.... I wasted them away. . Count the hours. Count the minutes. Look into that hole.
~~~~~~~. You tell me I should not be. All by myself, that's good advice. I'll hum a tune and break the ice. 'Cos I'm lonely. Everyone looks good to me.
You've had your dreams come true. Made him into something new. Now there's no turning back. You've heard the pistol crack. . Living is free, free and at ease.
Living in detente where buildings grow so great. All the windows are black in secret state. Muttered voices with points that they must make. Rules of order that we'll negotiate.
Life-like, a place to live and clothes wear. Life-like, starting here and ending there. Life-like, maximising time and space. Life-like, a happy smile upon my face.
"Life in Hell" by Nomeansno. Foolish girl in swelling woman. Here's a blunt knife for your bosom. Here's the devil's hand to shake. Watch what the other tries to take.
I got a phone call from a friend. Said you were back in town. It's been 3 years since you left. And hell's been coming down. When you left me, you said you loved me.
Pourras-tu le faire I'M LOST. Pourras-tu le dire I'M LOST. Tu dois tout essayer I'M LOST. Tu dois devenir I'M LOST. . Tu dois voir plus loin I'M LOST.