(Py Bckman & Mats Wester). Se solen r s rd nu, den brinner som mitt blod. Men jag kan inte lova dig ngot mer n det du ser. Visst vill jag ppna drrar och n dig i din drm.
Go about your buisiness. Go about your buisiness. There's a storm coming, lock up your windows. There is nothing to see here. There is nothing to love here.
Watched your lips move during that interview.. Spitting poison that's not dangerous,. That voice wasn't yours.. I read what you said in that interview..
[Verse 1]. You can rest your head on my silver bed. Colors in your head castle made of sand. I can hear them call but you can't be found. You know I'll still be here when you come back down.
[Talking]. Yo you dealin' wid militant goons ya know what I'm sayin?. Necro on the track, peace and love to BK. Far Rock, drop it. . [Verse 1]. I stash concealables under my underables, fuck them other crews.
shooting, fleeting. get onto the set at night. play it and repeat it. if you don't then the people won't get it tonight. scripted, heard it. don't it just sound so right?.
Make the killing and wipe the blade,. As it exits out my brain.. Anti-social middle name.. Save it. So c'mon c'mon!. . Safty first and ego last.. Can't compete with half a chance..
I've taken tongue to pen and ink to blood stream.... the venemous kind.. I've spilled my guts on your favorite blue jeans,. and you didn't mind.. It's not the way I want it..
Now if I had the courage. I'd pour in your jar. All the things that I have heard you whisper in the dark. And when that jar was heavy. Whith your honey confidence.
It's the holy trinity, Mom and Dad and little me. It's the holy trinity, Mom and Dad, Mom and Dad, Mommy. What you are is what you see. What you are is just a little funny.
We are you, you are not. We are you, you are not. We crawl down, you jump up. We crawl down, you jump up. You are not you. . I know. There's no let up.
Is it right what they said?. I'd be better of dead, if it's true. do you think its ok?. or does it break all your precious rules. I've got no reason to worry or to suffer.
Yesterday I found something in my room. It was a G.I. Joe comic book that I had. And suddenly a feeling overcame my gloom. And I realized how things were back in the past.
I hauled my ass to hell and gone. put the boots to the dawn. The sky was empty and the stars were bright. But it snowed like December on a summer night.
I had a dream last night about the distant past I've lived of my. friends and family I've lived with through the years of my deceased. relatives God it seemed so clear sleep is the place I love to hide.
Saw you on the corner yesterday and it was bad. Everything you stood for made me irritated and sad. Nothing that I could say to you would turn you around.
Lookin back on yesterday. Saw you quite unhappy. Maybe I could grant you this. Let me ask you one good question. Whatcha gonna do when the roof comes crashin down on you.
I wish I could say how I feel for you just one last time I. wish I could hear the beautiful sound of your heartbeet. next to mine but that's a dream that I'll always hold dear.
Camera man, he drives his mini van. Shootin tapes for MTV. Crappy bands are still in high demand. From the music industry. Take your pick. Self righteous little dicks.