No need for apologies, we all played fair. No reason to forgive nor to forget. Four years of high life and then you die. Beaten by the clock yet you try to stay alive.
Moustahil ansalikaan. Ansalikaan, ayam zaman. Ahbab couna sawa. Couna sawa, ana winta sawa. . Moustahil ansalikaan. Ansalikaan, ayam zaman. Ahbab couna sawa.
On est bien peu de choses et mon amie la rose me l'a dit ce matin.. À l'aurore je suis née, baptisée de rosée. Je me suis épanouie, heureuse et amoureuse.
Domedagen - den kom till slut. . Mnniskor springer - Ditt ansikte rinner. Allting brinner - Allt frsvinner.
Originally performed by Mob 47. . Vi r inte vrda ett skit, vi r regeringens slavar. Vi r ett redskap, ett redskap fr mer makt. . Dom styr vra liv. . Vi mste vakna nu, vi mste sga nej..
Du bryter av en bit som r allt fr stor. frn ngot du alltid gt. . Du kan inte hantera det du skapat. och nu r du fr evigt fast. . Du letar efter ngot som du aldrig sett.
Du flyr din vg och jag kan inte stoppa dig. . Allt gick s fort, du tappade greppet om livet. Du frsvann frn allt och kom aldrig tillbaks. Ditt de var redan bestmt.
[Music: Mieszko, Lyrics: Anders]. . Du flyr din vg och jag kan inte stoppa dig. . Allt gick s fort, du tappade greppet om livet. Du frsvann frn allt och kom aldrig tillbaks.
La nuit est sur la ville, près de moi, tranquille, il est là qui attend. Loin, dans une autre ville, toi que j'aime tant, que fais-tu maintenant?. J'étais si sûre de nous, si confiante en tout mais voilà qu'à présent.
Lies. . Drowning in the information overflow. So soaked in ceaseless news and views. . Fed with lies. Led with lies. Media TV shit. . Sometimes, I feel I'm getting swept away.
Lish, habibi lish. Habibi lish kidda wana. Bahebak. . Ya rohi ana. . Habibi lish kidda wana. Bahebak.
While the masses are praying. The priests are collecting. This repulsive behavior. Disgrace for the human race. . Religion causes suppression. On those who are are feeble minded.
Disdain and contempt - walk hand in hand. Disdain and contempt - my only friends. Disdain and contempt - my life for you. Disdain and contempt - you're killing me.
How many times have you told me that you'll get things done?. And how many times have I seen you with empty hands?. Why is it always so fucking hard to keep a promise?.
Take a trip down lover's lane. Take that trip, it's time to play. Adult entertaiment, you must be of age. Come and get wild, climb out of your cage. .
Dis sucks, making it easy way. Ripping of a sacred style. Ain't punk to me. It ain't punk to me. . Can't you fuckin' see?. You're a fucking joke. Can't you fuckin' see?.
Never seem to realize.... ...that this can't continue!. Working hard, digging in.... ...digging your own grave!.
Music - Dave. Lyrics - Ron. . Ding dong. Is anyone home. Welcome to the block. Notice. I didn't knock. Where're you from. Were you in Vietnam. Or were you.
Mine sweep my soul, ready to blow. Looks like it's time to give in. My fuses blown, beaten and torn. Over the edge, now it begins. . You were my detonator.