Lyrics:
a punk
I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How y'all feel y'all selves Shaquille y'all selves
Us cowboys don?t need you you Bill Parcell
det jordens største skatt
Jeg beskytter denne natt
Er det selve himlen som jeg vugger i mitt fang
Hvem har gitt deg frykten som får deg til å gråte
sieh Glöck bedroore
Aff un zo hällt mer die Uhre stief
Manchmohl nimmste alles leich
Un manchmohl fällt dir alles furchtbar schwer
Et selve Glas
jordens største skatt
Eg fekk holde no i natt
Og e det selve himlen
Som eg vuggar i min favn
Kem har gitt deg frykten som
Lar ditt hjerte gråte
Hvorfor tar
a punk
I'll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How y'all feel y'all selves Shaquille y'all selves
Us cowboys don?t need you you Bill Parcell
nothin' hold us back
We're putting our selves together
We're polishing up our act
If you felt we've been held down before
I know you'll refuse to be
nothin' hold us back
We're putting our selves together
We're polishing up our act
If you felt we've been held down before
I know you'll refuse to be
the pretty machinery under the sky
For you have drunk all your beer go drown your empty selves
For then you will have lost it all the last of this Island
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do
We can always use our voice
I thought this to be true
We can live in fear
Extend our selves
We always have a choice
Or at least I think we do
We can always use our voice
I thought this to be true
We can live in fear
Extend our selves
selves
To our selfish selves so long."
mentality
Faded and miseducated, twenty-four years he made it
Now niggas can express they selves, yo
Sometimes I need to be alone
Turn off the MP', shut
læb
Hvis du har købt Lyft, så gå ned og byt det pis
Oden det er fantastisk, men Siberia er bedst
Det ligeså rød og hvid, som selve Danmark
De to bedste
Save our own selves
From this hell we've created
The Earth and dying sea
The air we breathe, is suffocating
Stars are now fading from the sky
All that's
trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
For
we're only losing ourselves
Selves! Shells!
Hang yourself
From your shell
It's so easy to live here in it
Fill our land with your toxic
When your face
Let's burn down the world
Encase our selves along with it
Let's burn down world
I'm tired of all these governments
Aye
Lets smoke up an go
My heart be
When we start our lives, yeah we idolise
Everybody but our own selves
Everybody, everybody, but our own selves
Young and we innocent
Young and we feeling
on
Worthy to be one of thee
Embraced inside forever more
Chose my fate
Selves to serve an endless face
Force the dominate trait
Will I find
An excuse
and further resistance
To keep on the thread to keep up with masses
Watching empty screens of your other selves
Like I play-pretend that I'm in this case
white, nah he had brown skin
Nice try tryna teach us to hate ourselves
You ain’t nowhere near as great as you portray yall selves
Life or liberty crazy how
selves
Cause with our judgement, things never end up well
You want the water not the wine
Think it'll be different this time
You think the grass is always
skurkedrømme
Herfra skal du ikke rømme
Du er selve Juleskurken
Vi går ikke lei
Av å vokte på deg
For du æ'kke grei, nei!
Nå syns jeg dere overdriver veldig
Ja,
to an end, it couldn’t be pretend
Still alive, we tried to destroy our selves
Woooh We are broken and only we know (x2)
I’ll go in and shut the door, I will
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