Pick up your head, won't do no good hangin' low.. It's time to swing that pendulum.. All the "bottom of the barrel" means that it's time to fill it up..
Varje kväll vid åttatiden. går jag stigen nerför berget. och så hoppar jag på bussen. som går till Copacabana.. Jag har badat, jag duschat. luktar gott om hela kroppen.
Verse 1:. . will you, will you be waiting. will you be waiting, when I arrive. . Hit me, when I touch down. when I touch down, in your town. . someones breaking me up lord,.
--- Verse ---. Feel the streets start moving under your feet. a path once made you're about to repeat. so safe, so easy, so hard to leave. so fast that the noise doesn't let you sleep.
[Intro]. Don't Stop (4x). . [Chorus]. I love it when you do it like that (2x). I love it when you touch me like that (2x). So don't stop it baby, stop it.
Verse 1. you bring out the devil inside. you can run but you cant hide. i was not, satisfied. gone from inside of my mind. . i hate you when you lie. i thought you were all mine.
when all the words, they bring you down,. would you get up? get up?. and when the silence screams so loud. oh do you listen too much?. . when you're just this tired and bruised.
Even if I'm not your favorite song. You could sing along. Like a wish you didn't miss. Why do we feel this distant. Don't we just want someone we can't love.
Who took home the gold. The champion of assholes. Figured out the gaps. To slip into our lives. Who could spend a lifetime. Listening to your bullshit.
Down by the river and I've lost my way,. Down by the river and I've lost my way,. I've got my broken heart i've got my bottle of pain,. Down by the river and I've lost my way..
Everybody gets hungry. Everybody needs food. Everybody likes popcorn. But eating your friend's hand.... Well, that's just ruuuuude!. Oh yes, it's ruuuuude!.
I don't wanna see but my eyes are open so wide. 'Cause even when I sleep you're there too, just you. I don't wanna hurt but my mind is broken inside. You're dancing in the depths of my head tonight.
Gubben.... . Fy fan vad det smakar. Gubbis jag röker mjöl här, kan du inte köpa ciggaretter åt mig. Jag orkar inte laga mat, för saker funkar inte här, jag hittar inga....
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So what is there to say now. Maybe not a lot. On this road that leads me from my town. They slammed the door behind me. Taken all I've got. Called me every name and kicked me down.