I REMEMBER WHAT DAD SAID TO ME, HE SAID JOHN, YOUR MOTHER IS GONE.
HE ASKED, HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT IT?
I SAID; I JUST FEEL DUMB.HE SAID TO ME; EXACTLY, BUT YOU'RE MY ONLY SON, JUST YOU AND ME AND GOD NOW.
AND THEN HE SAT THERE NUMB.
I SAID THAT GOD IS DEAD TO ME, HE DIED ALONG WITH MOM. THERE'S A NEW CAPTAIN ABOARD, HIS NAME'S NO LONGER JOHN. IT GOES BY THE NAME OF MELANIE, AND HIS SHIP'S ALREADY SUNK. NOONE WILL EVER CRY FOR HER, AND IF THEY DO, ITS BECAUSE THEY'RE DRUNK.
FINALLY HE LIED TO ME THAT WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH THIS TOO.
"WE'VE BEEN THROUGH WORSE THAN THIS BEFORE, AND I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU."
MANY YEARS (HUMAN TIMELINE) HAVE PASSED NOW, AND TODAY IT JUST SANK IN;
EVERYTHING HAS GONE STRAIGHT TO HELL AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BEGIN.WE ALL DRINK OURSELVES CLOSE TO YOU, AND WE ARE GLADLY DOING DRUGS.
MAKING MUSIC, RACKIN BEER AND HANGIN OUT WITH THUGS.PROBLEMS WITH RELATIONSSHIPS CUZ I JUST CAN'T RELATE.
I WAKE UP COME WHAT MAY FEELING NOTHING BUT LOATH AND HATE.
SO I SIT DOWN AND I REFLECT ON WHERE IT ALL WENT WRONG.WHAT DROVE YOU TO GO THIS WAY AND WHY YOU DIED SO YOUNG.
ALL I KNOW IS ALL OF US YOU LEFT BEHIND WENT MAD.
MY BROTHER, MY SISTER, YOUR MOTHER, YOUR BROTHER, YOUR SISTERS AND ME AND DAD.
NOW I RESPECT YOUR PERSON AND YOUR CHOICE AND WHAT YOU DID.
I'VE LEARNED ALOT ABOUT DEATH FROM YOU EVER SINCE I WAS A KID.
NOW EVERYTHING IS A MESS, AND I'M JUST SAYIN, CUZ IT'S TRUE:
THERE ARE NO HARD FEELINGS, BUT THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU.
You and me
Patiently
Fuckin eachother up, getting stuck in our own muck
Think locally, act globally
Cutting eachother up. Don’t act like you know whats up
And then there was one and we were one then all was one
You and me, like
Totally
Go ahead and vote for Trump
Then ask me what the fuck is up
You and me
The tencity
It is called quantummechanics, go ahead and look that ish up
Ask the witch and then burn her slow
Cool the cauldron then niggas know
To be it or wherever you go
Then fuck things up and just downmow
Wherever yo go nigga wherever you go nigga where ever ever you go
GOD IS AWESOME, MY STYLE IS GARBAGE
I HARVEST ORGANS IN KYLE'S APARTMENT
PROBABLY TORMENTS AND BILE WHILE TALKING
PARTY HARDER THEN DIE FROM STARVIN
PRESS AND HOLD R TO TOGGLE RUNNING
GO TO FAR, SURF AND DIE FROM BOMBING
UNGODLY KNOWLEDGE THEN STUMBLE FALLING
CUTS ON YOUR ARMS, THEY BLOSSOM WITH PROBLEMS
KRABBAPEL IN SIMPSONS IS HOT! GO AGUING!
BLABLABLA, YEAH WE HOT FOR MUGGING
WORK HARDER WORK HARD THEN ROB YOUR SON AND
WRITE A SONG ABOUT IT WHILE YOU'RE STILL YOUNG, MAN!
THERE'S A REASON YOUR HEART IS THROBBING
IT'S CALLED HANDJOBS, YOU MOTHERSWAPPING MOTHERFUCKER
IT IS A LYNCHMOB AND
CALM AS BALM WIPE YOUR PALM BE CALM THEN
A BOMB SANG A SONG OF ISLAM
SO I CALLED SHAWN CRAHAN HE SAID;
"NO PROBLEMS, SALAAM, NO WORSE THAN VIETNAM. ITS A NEW VIETCONG MAN, THEY'RE CONMEN.
PEEPING TOM ON AN INTERCOM LIKE A TSUNAMI OF SADDAMS WOULD PROBABLY BE FIT FOR A SITCOM. YOU KNOW OF UNCLE TOM? YEAH, BECOME THEM."
NOW HARRY POTTERS GOBLET ARE GOBLINS, YOU READ ABOUT YOUR SLALOM IN COLUMNS, WHILE THE WORLD IS CHURNING, BURNING, LEARNING MORE ABOUT MENTAL PROBLEMS.
CALL ME GOLLUM BUT I KNOW QUANTUM.
OUT OF JOBS THOUGH, LIKE BATMANS ROBIN OR STALIN'S WALLET.
PLAY YOUR SQUABBLE THO HOLLA BACK WHEN THEY CALL YOU ALCOHOLIC.
FLAWLESS STRUGGLES DOES SOLVE YOUR CONFLICT, LIKE SODOM WILL MAKE YOU WEAR A CONDOM.
MAUL AND HARRAUD TO BUTTER POPPIN MOTHERFUCKIN COPS, ALL TWISTED LIKE RAMEN.
but if we yell for help maybe someone will hear us...
Dad woke me up in the morning, like he always did
Yelling about a war, some faroverseas shit, and that i should stop it.
And i said;
Idiot
If I really had the means for it
I would'nt
I would only accelerate it
Another one of those psychosis
I know I’m alone
cuz I do declare; well I have never
come on talk man ghost to ghost
you can play with what I am
but you really must believe that you can
I hate to be the one to tell you this
But reason has been destroyed
I really didn’t want to tell you this
But your reason has been destroyed
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
Another one of those psychosis
I know I’m alone
cuz I do declare; well I have never
come on talk man ghost to ghost
you can play with what I am
but you really must believe that you can
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
oh don’t worry I hate you just as much as you hate me
let’s call it a kind of unity or liberty who gives a fuck well never me
You got no interest in working antiracist, I am walking around as a ghost in my town
You got no interest in community
You call it open air-culture working with impunity, I call it Whoreseason five, and oh man did it get the best of me
Even multicultural hotspots that I helped build and fuck whatnot call me a murderer - the worldwide psycho rep of our graffscene
Drink on the subway, the only diagnosis we get is take better care of yourself, police and psychiatry are blase
Fuck it, let the organized beggars stay. Together we chase the sun literally. You say but its like this rrywhere and I agree
We live the Swedish dream: have a nice flat and lift welfare then we’re like now what? I know ! Let's start shooting one another in the
facebook likes and views don’t matter i sold out thank you I’m flattered I worked harder than anyone and I gave it all to charity
This town is alive and it hates you, these walls they lie to you So we have no choice but to use social media every day
All day, the irony; The actual inhabitants are deranged psychopaths, we’re all fucked up of such varying shades
You have turned into this surreal nightmare where you plead "one love" as reason for stab a back or shoot a nigga in the head
Then go on to paint shitty graf in facebook trap then deny it ever happened even though im the one to claim time dont exist
I blame climate, since it affects social climate, it is understandable to turn a blind eye and go produce house instead
Evil right wing movement got big cuz the left is stupid, in fact im surprised to wake up seeing how you’ve yet not tore eachone to shreds
SO WHY GO KILL THEM?
YOU DON'T NEED TO KILL THEM.
JUST CUZ IT'S NORM NOW, IT'S CONSIDERED NORM NOW.
You’re the needle in the hay
Police have your DNA
No way, no way, no way no
All the effort that you pay
Convert into the ashtray
No way, no way, not a chance in hell
Inhale from the spray
Make the rhythm start to sway
No way, no way, no way mayn
Pop some pills and we’ll make way
Youre as brave as how much you weigh
No way, no way, not a chance in hell
No way, no way, no way man
Lost some weight there, haven’t you?
Not quite true, iv’e just got alcorexia
There is nothing here for you
Suits me fine, fuck you, im alcorexia
Have you ever spent the night in jail?
You just might have to when all else fail
My brew, yes it will always prevail
Observe society from outside the veil
It's true killers left without a trail
People start to disappear when police bail
We do need to work on a preventive scale
It's already too late if you choose to assail
I TOOK YOU TO SWEDEN, IT WAS THE GARDEN OF EDEN
MY HEART WAS BEATING FOR YOU MY LOVELY HEATHEN
WE TALKED ABOUT BREEDIN, LUCKILY SO MISLEADING
CUZ IT WAS FLEETING AND YOU WERE QUITE DECIEVING
YOU CLAIM YOURE CHRISTIAN BUT YOURE RATHER FREUDIAN
ALWAYS REPEATING HOW YOU LOVE TASTE OF SEMEN
THE WAY YOU WERE SEEING THINGS WERE NOT IN AGREEMENT
YOU CLAIM THAT I CLAIM THAT YOU’VE SAID I’VE BEEN CHEATING
And I hate the way you treat me wrong
And I’ve seen your world, its on my lawn
And with "you", I mean you all you all and all and all and all AND ALL AND ALL AND ALL AND ALL
NOW I’M TRYIN TO EAT BUT I CAN HEAR YOUR READING
IM TRYING TO SLEEP BUT I LISTEN TO YOUR BREATHING
YOU WERE SO NEEDY YOU LIKE WHO YOU’VE BEEN SEEIN
I WAS LIKE BITCH, YOU NEED TO GET SELF ESTEEM AND
I'VE GOT FAT TO CHEW AND SOME PEOPLE TO MEET AND
I’M TALKING TO GHOSTS BUT YOU CLAIM YOU CAN’T SEE THEM
THEN YOU SAID I WAS DOWNRIGHT DISOBEDIANT
YOU GAVE ME A BEATING NOW I CANT STOP THE BLEEDING
OH LOVE, AGAIN YOU HAVE SOILED OUR BED
OH LOVE, IS IT BECAUSE OF WHAT I SAID?
OH LOVE, FORGIVE THE THINGS THAT I DID
FORGIVE ME OR I WOULD RATHER SEE YOU DEAD
There is nothing wrong with my head
my heart though, its a mess
There is nothing wrong with my head
my soul though, it's a mess
my morals: a mess...
EVERYTHING'S ONE PERSON, WE'RE NOT EVEN ARTICULATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
EVERYTHING'S ONE SYSTEM, WE'RE NOT EVEN COMMUNICATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
I am
Repetitive
Repettetative
Repetettetettetetteteta hahaha repetitive
Rattattattatta rap repetitive
Repetepe rapatapa rakkakka
EVERYTHING'S ONE PERSON, WE'RE NOT EVEN ARTICULATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
AN OPTICAL ILLUSION THAT MAKE IT APPEAR LIKE WE'RE APART EVEN THOUGH WE'RE FLOCKING
WHATEVER YOU THINK:
IF GOD WERE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU HE WOULD USE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU TO TRY TO SAY TO YOU.
LIKE THE BIGGEST SURROUNDSYSTEM OUTSIDE OF YOU AND YOU KNOW THAT I'VE DONE NOTHING OUTSIDE OF YOU
och sen är det bara alla mot alla.
för att
JAG ÄR INTE KNARKARE, JAG ÄR BARA ENSAM.
DET SÄGS ATT LYCKA ÄR EN SJÄLVKLARHET FÖR EN MAN,
ÄNDA TILLS LYCKA BLIR ETT MÅL I SIG.
Bought a box of wooden soldiers, I bought them from the store
now a hundred tiny soldiers guard my apartment floor
If youre a scary monsterthing who wants to go to war,
my apartment door is open im not frightened anymore
Ashley hung the magazine spreads up up on her wall
After shoplifting the magazines out from the mall
Models and actresses, singers and some more
With the cleavage and the makeup and the glamour the galore
All of her heroes were finally nearer
Her whole room looked perfect, except for the mirror
Those little drink umbrellas that spring up in the tropics
Were invented by a lonely group: crying alcoholics
My barber is bald, my trainer is fat, my sponsor is drunk and lazy
My optometrist is blind as a bat, and my shrink is batshit crazy
When you look at who is helping me, you the reason why
Ive remained a bald fat drunken lazy blind, and crazy guy
I love you just the way you are but you don’t see you like I do
You shouldn’t try so hard to be perfect, perfect should try to be you
And then another friend died. The last is saw of her, she shivered and spat. A very talented musician. Her name is Arianna.
One way to stay in tune, while staying unsigned
Is to just make room, make more room to make up your mind.
One way to stay immune to opinions of any kind,
Is to just consume, every piece of music that you can find.
Arianna was on top, she had come out with a hit.
No, winners do never quit, But they shiver and spit.
Arianna boffed chrome at a party
She was more artsy than she could admit
She spilled the spraypaint allover her body
and the sensation was so far from pleasant
She felt estranged from the rest of the party
watched as they tried to snap her out of it
Some drink wine and some drink bacardi
Arianna on the floor, shiver and spit!
YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW IT DOES NOT MATTER IF YOU COMMIT.
NO, WINNERS DO NEVER QUIT, BUT THEY SHIVER AND SPIT.
Arianna was the bell of the party
Released a single that had made a hit
BUT WITHOUT A SENSE FOR STREET NEUROLOGY, SHIVER AND SPIT WAS ALL SHE GOT OUT OF IT
ARIANNA ON THE FLOOR! SHIVER AND SPIT!
One way to heal the wound of having been so blind,
Is to inhale fumes, that is how spraycans are designed
And not a minute to soon, i apologize but keep in mind:
THAT EVERYTHING IS PROBABLY ALWAYS PRETTY MUCH TOO LATE.
NO MATTER HOW MANY ORIGINAL SONGS YOU SUBMIT
WINNERS NEVER QUIT THEY JUST SHIVER AND SPIT
ARIANNA ON THE FLOOR! SHIVER AND SPIT!
Well, if you actively support a system that will have you killed well then you maybe deserve it.
ALL HORRORS whished upon YOU
THEY HAVE ALREADY COME TRUE
You do it out of the blue
You do it onto yourself too
But I guess that the difference
Fiction needs to make sense
Mugshots and graffiti crews
Is what makes make it to the news
What makes it to interviews
What makes it to the venues
And all family and friends
Never take me in defence
This next song is about me falling in love with a video game character since real people just can not be trusted. Her name is Quiet.
The first time i saw you girl, you really blew my mind
oh lord, you're so heavenly
Quiet, so beautiful! I'm so afraid that you're gonna leave me to soon!
Oh, why don't you slow down girl?
I've been here many times before, and i don't wanna kill it.
Up there with with butterflies, hint hint
Squint
You really blew my mind
oh lord, you're so heavenly, so incredible
SO INCREDIBLE
Not even with a tank in tow you will stop to glow.
No need to run, you're leaving clouds behind you, you know.
TAKE IT SLOW.
Hej!
Hungern har så snygga stövlar med slipade stilettklackar
Dom står i min hall när hon hälsar på, uppå ett par ölbackar
Högst provisoriskt, givetvis, men ibland stårdet pumps i rött läder därmed
Då är det vansinnet som har hälsat på på kafferep
Du kom, du log, du tog, du gick, utan att fälla en tår
Nu blöder jag gamla tårar ut igenom nya sår
Sår i tapeten, sår på fingret, sår jag får när jag vänder blad
Hon gjorde mig till en röst utan ord jag vill skrika någonting, men vad?
Bär sina synder med heder bär sina ärr med blod
Som ristat i hennes leder bär sin galenskap med mod
Hör med kroppen, hudhunger efter armar med sår i
Amor vincit omnia et nos cedamus amori
Längs armar och ben löper lila ärr
Inget arbetsmarknad för damen, tyvärr
Du är galen och jag har demens
Du gör mej nervös med din blotta existens
Klösnaglar i askar i väntan på att smaka blod och hud
Din hands unika nyans, jag trär på en nagel, du blir min brud
hon sa: minhistoria börjar med ett ord: mitt
mitt liv, mitt hjärta, mitt shit
mitt skrik som fastnade i min kropp men som sen kom ut igenom mitt snitt
Det känns så typiskt dej att inte förstå värdet av nåt du vill ha
Jag glider snyggt undan dina sökande kalla fingrar och du ba: jaha
jag tycker om att se otäck och äcklig ut, för när folk ser på mej så vet jag vad dom känner
få saker är så svårt att dölja som rädsla, så rädda vänner är bra vänner
Galen tjej letar andras halvdruckna rester, ja vad ska man göra?
Dricker girigt med leendet inskuret som med kniv ifrån öra till öra
Jag är en man i batalj mot maran
Blicken bränner bakom mascaran
Hennes ögon glimmar röda i röken
Under fläkten, ute i köket
Hud är ord, hud är ord
Kom ska vi prata på mitt köksbord!
Jag finns bara när jag är full
Du finns bara när du får knull
Ritar dina konturer med min tunga
tar på dej och du börjar sjunga
Jag krockar tillsammans med dej
Det sliter och gnäller i mig
Ångrar allt, speciellt allt
Min bröstkorg är inte bara vassa ben
Ångrar allt, du smakar salt
Men dina tårar gör din hud så len
Längtar efter någon, men vet inte vem
Salivet i din mun förvandlas till slem
Mina tankar är runt din hals som en snara
Jag har hört att sex ska glöda, värma, men jag fryser bara
AND THEN THIS HAPPENS
What baffled me the most was holding a head
To take a severed arm and shaking its hand
Transporting pieces would give them each a grand
He seemed so alive, they assured me he’s dead
Gave them a nervous laugh and then I fled
They trust I wont tell let alone write of it
Nobody would believe, even therapists
So many memories, theyre mine? I forget
Police wont trust me, well forget what I said.
I gave them the names and then I went back to bed
It makes you question what you got for friends
As long as i dont use the f-word in this.
I don’t have to tick the box explicit lyrics.
AND THEN EVERYONE CUTS THEMSELVES. DON'T.
HE ASKED, HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT IT?
I SAID; I JUST FEEL DUMB.HE SAID TO ME; EXACTLY, BUT YOU'RE MY ONLY SON, JUST YOU AND ME AND GOD NOW.
AND THEN HE SAT THERE NUMB.
I SAID THAT GOD IS DEAD TO ME, HE DIED ALONG WITH MOM. THERE'S A NEW CAPTAIN ABOARD, HIS NAME'S NO LONGER JOHN. IT GOES BY THE NAME OF MELANIE, AND HIS SHIP'S ALREADY SUNK. NOONE WILL EVER CRY FOR HER, AND IF THEY DO, ITS BECAUSE THEY'RE DRUNK.
FINALLY HE LIED TO ME THAT WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH THIS TOO.
"WE'VE BEEN THROUGH WORSE THAN THIS BEFORE, AND I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU."
MANY YEARS (HUMAN TIMELINE) HAVE PASSED NOW, AND TODAY IT JUST SANK IN;
EVERYTHING HAS GONE STRAIGHT TO HELL AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BEGIN.WE ALL DRINK OURSELVES CLOSE TO YOU, AND WE ARE GLADLY DOING DRUGS.
MAKING MUSIC, RACKIN BEER AND HANGIN OUT WITH THUGS.PROBLEMS WITH RELATIONSSHIPS CUZ I JUST CAN'T RELATE.
I WAKE UP COME WHAT MAY FEELING NOTHING BUT LOATH AND HATE.
SO I SIT DOWN AND I REFLECT ON WHERE IT ALL WENT WRONG.WHAT DROVE YOU TO GO THIS WAY AND WHY YOU DIED SO YOUNG.
ALL I KNOW IS ALL OF US YOU LEFT BEHIND WENT MAD.
MY BROTHER, MY SISTER, YOUR MOTHER, YOUR BROTHER, YOUR SISTERS AND ME AND DAD.
NOW I RESPECT YOUR PERSON AND YOUR CHOICE AND WHAT YOU DID.
I'VE LEARNED ALOT ABOUT DEATH FROM YOU EVER SINCE I WAS A KID.
NOW EVERYTHING IS A MESS, AND I'M JUST SAYIN, CUZ IT'S TRUE:
THERE ARE NO HARD FEELINGS, BUT THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU.
You and me
Patiently
Fuckin eachother up, getting stuck in our own muck
Think locally, act globally
Cutting eachother up. Don’t act like you know whats up
And then there was one and we were one then all was one
You and me, like
Totally
Go ahead and vote for Trump
Then ask me what the fuck is up
You and me
The tencity
It is called quantummechanics, go ahead and look that ish up
Ask the witch and then burn her slow
Cool the cauldron then niggas know
To be it or wherever you go
Then fuck things up and just downmow
Wherever yo go nigga wherever you go nigga where ever ever you go
GOD IS AWESOME, MY STYLE IS GARBAGE
I HARVEST ORGANS IN KYLE'S APARTMENT
PROBABLY TORMENTS AND BILE WHILE TALKING
PARTY HARDER THEN DIE FROM STARVIN
PRESS AND HOLD R TO TOGGLE RUNNING
GO TO FAR, SURF AND DIE FROM BOMBING
UNGODLY KNOWLEDGE THEN STUMBLE FALLING
CUTS ON YOUR ARMS, THEY BLOSSOM WITH PROBLEMS
KRABBAPEL IN SIMPSONS IS HOT! GO AGUING!
BLABLABLA, YEAH WE HOT FOR MUGGING
WORK HARDER WORK HARD THEN ROB YOUR SON AND
WRITE A SONG ABOUT IT WHILE YOU'RE STILL YOUNG, MAN!
THERE'S A REASON YOUR HEART IS THROBBING
IT'S CALLED HANDJOBS, YOU MOTHERSWAPPING MOTHERFUCKER
IT IS A LYNCHMOB AND
CALM AS BALM WIPE YOUR PALM BE CALM THEN
A BOMB SANG A SONG OF ISLAM
SO I CALLED SHAWN CRAHAN HE SAID;
"NO PROBLEMS, SALAAM, NO WORSE THAN VIETNAM. ITS A NEW VIETCONG MAN, THEY'RE CONMEN.
PEEPING TOM ON AN INTERCOM LIKE A TSUNAMI OF SADDAMS WOULD PROBABLY BE FIT FOR A SITCOM. YOU KNOW OF UNCLE TOM? YEAH, BECOME THEM."
NOW HARRY POTTERS GOBLET ARE GOBLINS, YOU READ ABOUT YOUR SLALOM IN COLUMNS, WHILE THE WORLD IS CHURNING, BURNING, LEARNING MORE ABOUT MENTAL PROBLEMS.
CALL ME GOLLUM BUT I KNOW QUANTUM.
OUT OF JOBS THOUGH, LIKE BATMANS ROBIN OR STALIN'S WALLET.
PLAY YOUR SQUABBLE THO HOLLA BACK WHEN THEY CALL YOU ALCOHOLIC.
FLAWLESS STRUGGLES DOES SOLVE YOUR CONFLICT, LIKE SODOM WILL MAKE YOU WEAR A CONDOM.
MAUL AND HARRAUD TO BUTTER POPPIN MOTHERFUCKIN COPS, ALL TWISTED LIKE RAMEN.
but if we yell for help maybe someone will hear us...
Dad woke me up in the morning, like he always did
Yelling about a war, some faroverseas shit, and that i should stop it.
And i said;
Idiot
If I really had the means for it
I would'nt
I would only accelerate it
Another one of those psychosis
I know I’m alone
cuz I do declare; well I have never
come on talk man ghost to ghost
you can play with what I am
but you really must believe that you can
I hate to be the one to tell you this
But reason has been destroyed
I really didn’t want to tell you this
But your reason has been destroyed
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
Another one of those psychosis
I know I’m alone
cuz I do declare; well I have never
come on talk man ghost to ghost
you can play with what I am
but you really must believe that you can
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
You got to kill them
Buy a gun and kill them
It is norm now
Its considered norm now
oh don’t worry I hate you just as much as you hate me
let’s call it a kind of unity or liberty who gives a fuck well never me
You got no interest in working antiracist, I am walking around as a ghost in my town
You got no interest in community
You call it open air-culture working with impunity, I call it Whoreseason five, and oh man did it get the best of me
Even multicultural hotspots that I helped build and fuck whatnot call me a murderer - the worldwide psycho rep of our graffscene
Drink on the subway, the only diagnosis we get is take better care of yourself, police and psychiatry are blase
Fuck it, let the organized beggars stay. Together we chase the sun literally. You say but its like this rrywhere and I agree
We live the Swedish dream: have a nice flat and lift welfare then we’re like now what? I know ! Let's start shooting one another in the
facebook likes and views don’t matter i sold out thank you I’m flattered I worked harder than anyone and I gave it all to charity
This town is alive and it hates you, these walls they lie to you So we have no choice but to use social media every day
All day, the irony; The actual inhabitants are deranged psychopaths, we’re all fucked up of such varying shades
You have turned into this surreal nightmare where you plead "one love" as reason for stab a back or shoot a nigga in the head
Then go on to paint shitty graf in facebook trap then deny it ever happened even though im the one to claim time dont exist
I blame climate, since it affects social climate, it is understandable to turn a blind eye and go produce house instead
Evil right wing movement got big cuz the left is stupid, in fact im surprised to wake up seeing how you’ve yet not tore eachone to shreds
SO WHY GO KILL THEM?
YOU DON'T NEED TO KILL THEM.
JUST CUZ IT'S NORM NOW, IT'S CONSIDERED NORM NOW.
You’re the needle in the hay
Police have your DNA
No way, no way, no way no
All the effort that you pay
Convert into the ashtray
No way, no way, not a chance in hell
Inhale from the spray
Make the rhythm start to sway
No way, no way, no way mayn
Pop some pills and we’ll make way
Youre as brave as how much you weigh
No way, no way, not a chance in hell
No way, no way, no way man
Lost some weight there, haven’t you?
Not quite true, iv’e just got alcorexia
There is nothing here for you
Suits me fine, fuck you, im alcorexia
Have you ever spent the night in jail?
You just might have to when all else fail
My brew, yes it will always prevail
Observe society from outside the veil
It's true killers left without a trail
People start to disappear when police bail
We do need to work on a preventive scale
It's already too late if you choose to assail
I TOOK YOU TO SWEDEN, IT WAS THE GARDEN OF EDEN
MY HEART WAS BEATING FOR YOU MY LOVELY HEATHEN
WE TALKED ABOUT BREEDIN, LUCKILY SO MISLEADING
CUZ IT WAS FLEETING AND YOU WERE QUITE DECIEVING
YOU CLAIM YOURE CHRISTIAN BUT YOURE RATHER FREUDIAN
ALWAYS REPEATING HOW YOU LOVE TASTE OF SEMEN
THE WAY YOU WERE SEEING THINGS WERE NOT IN AGREEMENT
YOU CLAIM THAT I CLAIM THAT YOU’VE SAID I’VE BEEN CHEATING
And I hate the way you treat me wrong
And I’ve seen your world, its on my lawn
And with "you", I mean you all you all and all and all and all AND ALL AND ALL AND ALL AND ALL
NOW I’M TRYIN TO EAT BUT I CAN HEAR YOUR READING
IM TRYING TO SLEEP BUT I LISTEN TO YOUR BREATHING
YOU WERE SO NEEDY YOU LIKE WHO YOU’VE BEEN SEEIN
I WAS LIKE BITCH, YOU NEED TO GET SELF ESTEEM AND
I'VE GOT FAT TO CHEW AND SOME PEOPLE TO MEET AND
I’M TALKING TO GHOSTS BUT YOU CLAIM YOU CAN’T SEE THEM
THEN YOU SAID I WAS DOWNRIGHT DISOBEDIANT
YOU GAVE ME A BEATING NOW I CANT STOP THE BLEEDING
OH LOVE, AGAIN YOU HAVE SOILED OUR BED
OH LOVE, IS IT BECAUSE OF WHAT I SAID?
OH LOVE, FORGIVE THE THINGS THAT I DID
FORGIVE ME OR I WOULD RATHER SEE YOU DEAD
There is nothing wrong with my head
my heart though, its a mess
There is nothing wrong with my head
my soul though, it's a mess
my morals: a mess...
EVERYTHING'S ONE PERSON, WE'RE NOT EVEN ARTICULATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
EVERYTHING'S ONE SYSTEM, WE'RE NOT EVEN COMMUNICATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
I am
Repetitive
Repettetative
Repetettetettetetteteta hahaha repetitive
Rattattattatta rap repetitive
Repetepe rapatapa rakkakka
EVERYTHING'S ONE PERSON, WE'RE NOT EVEN ARTICULATING, NO;
WE'RE TALKING
AN OPTICAL ILLUSION THAT MAKE IT APPEAR LIKE WE'RE APART EVEN THOUGH WE'RE FLOCKING
WHATEVER YOU THINK:
IF GOD WERE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU HE WOULD USE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU TO TRY TO SAY TO YOU.
LIKE THE BIGGEST SURROUNDSYSTEM OUTSIDE OF YOU AND YOU KNOW THAT I'VE DONE NOTHING OUTSIDE OF YOU
och sen är det bara alla mot alla.
för att
JAG ÄR INTE KNARKARE, JAG ÄR BARA ENSAM.
DET SÄGS ATT LYCKA ÄR EN SJÄLVKLARHET FÖR EN MAN,
ÄNDA TILLS LYCKA BLIR ETT MÅL I SIG.
Bought a box of wooden soldiers, I bought them from the store
now a hundred tiny soldiers guard my apartment floor
If youre a scary monsterthing who wants to go to war,
my apartment door is open im not frightened anymore
Ashley hung the magazine spreads up up on her wall
After shoplifting the magazines out from the mall
Models and actresses, singers and some more
With the cleavage and the makeup and the glamour the galore
All of her heroes were finally nearer
Her whole room looked perfect, except for the mirror
Those little drink umbrellas that spring up in the tropics
Were invented by a lonely group: crying alcoholics
My barber is bald, my trainer is fat, my sponsor is drunk and lazy
My optometrist is blind as a bat, and my shrink is batshit crazy
When you look at who is helping me, you the reason why
Ive remained a bald fat drunken lazy blind, and crazy guy
I love you just the way you are but you don’t see you like I do
You shouldn’t try so hard to be perfect, perfect should try to be you
And then another friend died. The last is saw of her, she shivered and spat. A very talented musician. Her name is Arianna.
One way to stay in tune, while staying unsigned
Is to just make room, make more room to make up your mind.
One way to stay immune to opinions of any kind,
Is to just consume, every piece of music that you can find.
Arianna was on top, she had come out with a hit.
No, winners do never quit, But they shiver and spit.
Arianna boffed chrome at a party
She was more artsy than she could admit
She spilled the spraypaint allover her body
and the sensation was so far from pleasant
She felt estranged from the rest of the party
watched as they tried to snap her out of it
Some drink wine and some drink bacardi
Arianna on the floor, shiver and spit!
YOU SHOULD KNOW BY NOW IT DOES NOT MATTER IF YOU COMMIT.
NO, WINNERS DO NEVER QUIT, BUT THEY SHIVER AND SPIT.
Arianna was the bell of the party
Released a single that had made a hit
BUT WITHOUT A SENSE FOR STREET NEUROLOGY, SHIVER AND SPIT WAS ALL SHE GOT OUT OF IT
ARIANNA ON THE FLOOR! SHIVER AND SPIT!
One way to heal the wound of having been so blind,
Is to inhale fumes, that is how spraycans are designed
And not a minute to soon, i apologize but keep in mind:
THAT EVERYTHING IS PROBABLY ALWAYS PRETTY MUCH TOO LATE.
NO MATTER HOW MANY ORIGINAL SONGS YOU SUBMIT
WINNERS NEVER QUIT THEY JUST SHIVER AND SPIT
ARIANNA ON THE FLOOR! SHIVER AND SPIT!
Well, if you actively support a system that will have you killed well then you maybe deserve it.
ALL HORRORS whished upon YOU
THEY HAVE ALREADY COME TRUE
You do it out of the blue
You do it onto yourself too
But I guess that the difference
Fiction needs to make sense
Mugshots and graffiti crews
Is what makes make it to the news
What makes it to interviews
What makes it to the venues
And all family and friends
Never take me in defence
This next song is about me falling in love with a video game character since real people just can not be trusted. Her name is Quiet.
The first time i saw you girl, you really blew my mind
oh lord, you're so heavenly
Quiet, so beautiful! I'm so afraid that you're gonna leave me to soon!
Oh, why don't you slow down girl?
I've been here many times before, and i don't wanna kill it.
Up there with with butterflies, hint hint
Squint
You really blew my mind
oh lord, you're so heavenly, so incredible
SO INCREDIBLE
Not even with a tank in tow you will stop to glow.
No need to run, you're leaving clouds behind you, you know.
TAKE IT SLOW.
Hej!
Hungern har så snygga stövlar med slipade stilettklackar
Dom står i min hall när hon hälsar på, uppå ett par ölbackar
Högst provisoriskt, givetvis, men ibland stårdet pumps i rött läder därmed
Då är det vansinnet som har hälsat på på kafferep
Du kom, du log, du tog, du gick, utan att fälla en tår
Nu blöder jag gamla tårar ut igenom nya sår
Sår i tapeten, sår på fingret, sår jag får när jag vänder blad
Hon gjorde mig till en röst utan ord jag vill skrika någonting, men vad?
Bär sina synder med heder bär sina ärr med blod
Som ristat i hennes leder bär sin galenskap med mod
Hör med kroppen, hudhunger efter armar med sår i
Amor vincit omnia et nos cedamus amori
Längs armar och ben löper lila ärr
Inget arbetsmarknad för damen, tyvärr
Du är galen och jag har demens
Du gör mej nervös med din blotta existens
Klösnaglar i askar i väntan på att smaka blod och hud
Din hands unika nyans, jag trär på en nagel, du blir min brud
hon sa: minhistoria börjar med ett ord: mitt
mitt liv, mitt hjärta, mitt shit
mitt skrik som fastnade i min kropp men som sen kom ut igenom mitt snitt
Det känns så typiskt dej att inte förstå värdet av nåt du vill ha
Jag glider snyggt undan dina sökande kalla fingrar och du ba: jaha
jag tycker om att se otäck och äcklig ut, för när folk ser på mej så vet jag vad dom känner
få saker är så svårt att dölja som rädsla, så rädda vänner är bra vänner
Galen tjej letar andras halvdruckna rester, ja vad ska man göra?
Dricker girigt med leendet inskuret som med kniv ifrån öra till öra
Jag är en man i batalj mot maran
Blicken bränner bakom mascaran
Hennes ögon glimmar röda i röken
Under fläkten, ute i köket
Hud är ord, hud är ord
Kom ska vi prata på mitt köksbord!
Jag finns bara när jag är full
Du finns bara när du får knull
Ritar dina konturer med min tunga
tar på dej och du börjar sjunga
Jag krockar tillsammans med dej
Det sliter och gnäller i mig
Ångrar allt, speciellt allt
Min bröstkorg är inte bara vassa ben
Ångrar allt, du smakar salt
Men dina tårar gör din hud så len
Längtar efter någon, men vet inte vem
Salivet i din mun förvandlas till slem
Mina tankar är runt din hals som en snara
Jag har hört att sex ska glöda, värma, men jag fryser bara
AND THEN THIS HAPPENS
What baffled me the most was holding a head
To take a severed arm and shaking its hand
Transporting pieces would give them each a grand
He seemed so alive, they assured me he’s dead
Gave them a nervous laugh and then I fled
They trust I wont tell let alone write of it
Nobody would believe, even therapists
So many memories, theyre mine? I forget
Police wont trust me, well forget what I said.
I gave them the names and then I went back to bed
It makes you question what you got for friends
As long as i dont use the f-word in this.
I don’t have to tick the box explicit lyrics.
AND THEN EVERYONE CUTS THEMSELVES. DON'T.