Not Your Thyme

Into this garden you don't belong. Tearing stresses and defects. Don't take my parsley or my sage or my oregano. . This is not your thyme. . Cyclonic winds, droughts or floods.

Why Fake It?

Why Fake It?. . The first recording of this song was made in Mark's Recording Studio in Copenhagen in May or June 1999. Freya didn't like the result, so the band rerecorded it in Rummet during the CMT-sessions. At that time they had performed the song so intensely that they were sick and tired of it. That's why it was not included on Chasing My Tale. Below you'll find Freya's original lyrics, which she wrote down exclusively for this site. Copyright by Freya Christine Clausen, 1999. (Used with permission)..

Not So Tough Now

I see you walking down the street. pit bull face and two doc'd feet. don't give a fuck about. who you met or what you say. looking around not a care at all,.

Wasting Time

Wasting Time. . Time just rushing by. I don't have a clue which day it is. I get carried away but strangely I don't mind. 'Cause the days I've spent have been with you.

No Thought

I've anger and it's in me. Nothing you say will sooth me, oh no, oh no. Is it me or are you colourless?. Your ignorance embarrasses, oh yeah, oh yeah.

Veritas

Never Had So Much Fun

I smoked a pack of cigarettes before midday. I coughed up a lung around one. I can't see a thing through my eyes that sting. I can't remember having so much fun.

Use The Good China

Tina and I went shopping the other day. Both bought new dresses, wore them right away. Cut off the tags - no second thoughts. Can't take them back, wouldn't want to of course.

Dance Floor Super Hero

Listen up (Listen up). This is how it goes (This is how it goes). Put your hands on your hips. In a superhero pose. Dance pose. Put your feet on the ground.

Young & Getting It

Chorus:. Okay it all started,. With my state of mind.. Pockets full of money,. Dedicated grind.. So turn on the lights,. Its my time to shine.. Why you hating on me?.

Total Control

Total Control. . Music & lyrics: Freya. . Your smile makes me smile. Your anger leaves me dry. Your praise makes me high. Your approval makes me fly. .

My Pants Keep Falling Down

It's public humiliation. It's not something that I fear. Always attract attention. I can't see why. . My pants keep falling down. Me fuckin' pants fell off.

Bounce

B-b-b-bounce bounce around. give a jump up and down. Bounce up high bounce down low. We gotta bounce it's time to go. Oh yah that's b-b-b-bouncing music.

How It Feels

Chorus:. Haters looking at me,. With they mouth wide.. Im going in,. Like I came from the outside.. Mo money, Mo money,. We re-invent the wheel.. Counting Benjamins,.

Tortured

I'm trapped under. The weight of what is not. Tortured by. What can't be changed. . Never feel. The way that I feel. Just a step away. But there's a million miles of distance.

My Girlfriend's A Man

Sure don't bother me. Her androgeny. My girlfriend treats me oh so fine. Yeah she takes care of everything all the time. My girlfriend loves to dine and romance.

Tongue Tied

I love the way you contradict me. A kiss between each argument. You have the sweetest way to disagree ... with me. . At the risk of sounding stupidly blonde.

Bananas

If you're feeling kind of stuck and you just cant shake it... You need a fresh new plan but you just cant make it. Well dont give up nuh uh don't you quit.

Mum Changed The Locks

Returning home, I look forward to the thrill. Of another lecture or another pointless drill.. Ascend the front steps dreading further war. Why the fuck is my key not fitting in the door?.

Tiger

Tiger. . Music: Freya / Rune Westberg. Lyrics: Freya. . She's a tiger, she tracks down her prey. She's had many but they never stay all night. She's a flirt, she bats her eyes.