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Fcuk



Now...
Its...
Gone
Away
So long, so long

The pictures in my head of what could never be.
You cut me off, you let me down, you lied to me.
I take you out, I rub you down, I sell you shoes (!)
So fuck your trust, your perfume, and your mother too.

Where's my T-Shirt?
Where's my money?
Fuck you and your cat.


Kär. Näktergal. Galen.


Jag vet en dejlig rosa och vit som liljeblad.
När jag på henne tänker så görs mitt hjärta glad.
Dess stämma ger en hjärtans tröst.
Lik näktergalens blida röst.
Så fager och så ljuv.



Uppdatering och Nystart


And I never was smart with love.
I let the bad ones in and the good ones go.

But I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before.
I'm gonna love you like I'm indestructible.

Your love is ultimate.
Not again it's taking over.

This is hardcore.
And I'm indestructible.


Snälla, titta dig omkring.


Jag vet att jag ljuger, men viskar ändå.
"Att klockorna må stanna, men hjärtan ska slå."
Och jag ger dej, ett hjärta att minnas.

Jag sjunger för dej, på ett språk utan ord.
Med fingertoppsröst, sedan kysser jag dej varsamt.

Det märke du har, på ditt vänstra bröst.

Jag kan bara älska dej.
Med mina händer.
Med min kropp, min själ, min mun.
Ner till botten av min brunn...

Jag sparar din doft, bevarar den ömt.
Inför tider av tomhet, då vi säkert glömt.
Älskling, ge mej, ett hjärta att minnas...


NollKoll

Du var mitt hjärta.
Du blev min sorg.
Jag var ditt hjärta.
Men du hade ingen koll.

Jag undviker platser.
Jag undviker torg.
Undviker gator.
Som spelat nån roll.

Springer från minnen.
Andas och flyr inåt och hoppas på nånting nytt...

Jag var ditt hjärta.
Jag blev din sorg.
Du var mitt hjärta.
Men jag hade ingen koll...


Hemma på min gata i stan...



Eat my dust you insensitive f***


Så kan det gå när inte haspen är på.

How could you let her touch you?
In a place you didn't want touched.
How could you let her get so close to you?
That she could kiss your neck.
And kiss it gently.

How could you take her number from her?
When you met her in that bar.
How could you offer her a drink?
And then the front seat of your car.
And kiss her gently.
And kiss her hard.

How could you lie to me right to my face?
How could your best friend's ex-girlfriend's
younger sister's mate, know before I did?
Before I did...

How could you string me along for so long?
For just over eleven months.
How could I be so stupid and sublime?
You know I think I had a hunch.
About this anyway.
About this whole thing.
About this girl.

I thought that it was just a phase.
You were so distant and so cold...
I thought that it was just your age.
And the fear of getting old...
You acted different.
You were so different.
You were impatient.

And you lied to me right to my face.
And your best friend's ex-girlfriend's
younger sister's mate, knew before I did
Before I did.

Cause if you run into the eye of the storm
To get round the back
You better hit the floor.
Cause screaming.
No, I can't take it.
I can't take it anymore.
Until your eyes and your mouth is sore.
Doesn't help anyone.
Doesn't do anything.
But you'd do something else.
If you only could.

And I wish I could grow up.
Wish I could be well behaved.
But every time I look him in the eye.
I send him to the grave.
And that pretty, pretty girl.
With her nice neat lips
With your eyes on her chest.
And your hands on her hips.

This itch, this burn.
This pain, this strain.
Dealing, turned out.
That we don't need to.
Help it go away.
So that's what.
Leaving me.
The gift you gave him.

Under your skin



You see the cripple dance.
"Pay your money, baby!"
Now's your chance.
Eyes like cyanide.

Remember, you promised me.
I'm dying, I'm dying, please...
I want to, I need to be.
Under your skin.

And now I understand.
You leave with everything.
You leave with everything I am.
Withering.

Remember, you promised me.
I'm dying, I'm dying, please...
I want to, I need to be.
Under your skin.



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