I'm old. You're a bitch. I'm not. My sister and my mum. Got no dicks. Say no to women. Just say no. . You're like Gothenburg to me. . Let's play. Let's pretend.
My mom is a hellhound. My dick is from a dog. My head is still missin'. My sister is a frog. . Daddy daddy Belsebub. . Satan's boy.
If I could let you in. To greet the vermin inside. I'd find a way through your heart. And raise some hell again. Or maybe just settle down. I'd be the one.
Come down to my level. And share this cold with me. The space once filled heavy. With loss now lies empty. . I tried to run but I got stung. A thousand times rolled into one.
Tie the knot, hang to dry. Pull the plug, kill the light. Celebrate your demise. Funeral of a god, set to end from the start. . Buying back stolen dreams.
I tried to drown in your flame. Somehow I let the fire escape. And I can only blame myself. A rubber soul is hard to sell. . You pull me in and push me out.
I recall the mountains back home. The stony hills where I used to roam. Just drifting along so easy and slow. Oh, but that was long ago. . I recall the days of my youth.
(Verse). When I see you walk you got me weak in my knees. Grab and fill some words, I don't know what I mean. Walking in the forest get a photoset trees.
I'm not back on the other side with you. . Dreaming in the night of the faces that crowd in your solitude. Wading in the typing pool drowning the things you thought you knew.
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December. But the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame.
AAAAH-AAAAH. AH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH. . ONCE AGAIN. I'M SITTING ON THE MOON. IT'S TOO LATE. TO FOLLOW ME NOW. . I STAY. IN FRONT OF MANY YEARS. OF GLITTERING SILENCE.
Shades appear on the ground. As I wish on a star. Broken words slide away. As I shake in the air. . In the air. Shake. In the air. Shake. . Shades appear on the ground.
From a Bridge, from a roof, for a train. From a boat, for a truck, out a plane. In your bed, in your room, under a tree. In a lake, in a bath, into sea.
Fear, not far from my bed. Due to our weak moral law. The perpetrator who becomes the victim. He may go home, cause there's a lack of room in jail. But when your daughter is raped.
I never thought I'd find the hands to hold my heart. Whaddya know? We'll skip to the good part. Where we are here and now. What's to come, butterflies.
It's not in the books. No teacher can tell you how. There is no ten-lesson-course to do it right. No limits set and no written law to keep. Everyone can join, it's a free flight.
Je komt ons overal tegen. In elke stad op alle wegen. We zijn nooit alleen. Altijd op weg nergens heen. . Wij verplaatsen ons meestal in groepen. Langs iemand scheuren, snel een scheldwoord roepen.
V1:You tell me one thing. Then I turn my back. I hear you whispering (lies x3). "Let's just shot her up now". Isn't that what you sad boy?. (Lies x3).
Pride, Porn 'n Prejudice. . Come on folks the show begins. A movie full of whores 'n pimps. Turn out the lights 'n start the reel. Check out who's the imbecile.