lördag 27 mars 2010

You are someone else,
And I'm still right here.

When they close the curtain,

you will get a glimpse of the truth.
'Cause you are still around.

Oh brother,

I can't believe it's true. I'm so scared about the future,
and I want to talk to you.

måndag 8 mars 2010

Jag behövde en hundradels sekund

Nu när jag tagit beslutet är jag lugn.
Visioner i mitt huvud när du ler.
Jag har hittat nånting vackert,
vännen, ser du vad jag ser?
Jag är nästan som du.

Och du är som jag när du dansar.
Har aldrig träffat nån som du.
Du är som jag när vi dansar.
Musik non stop till slut.

söndag 7 mars 2010

I know you're gorgeous, but i'm tired of your sweet talk. You have always told me that your heart is made of gold. Glad I've losing you. The clock was ticking, had no time to care about it. I had no options, kept my mouth shut. I spent my days solving problems. I got ten thousand problems a day.

Somewhere in between this ocean and mountainside

I have this dream I think of it still sometimes.
I know it's just the season.
I sense no time or reason.
The sky falls down, it's evening.
The feeling goes; it's leaving.

Miles until this desert brings me back to your face.
Those eyes you know, you know I think of them still sometimes.
But you're away in Eden,
and I'm still here the heathen
.
This times for real, we're even.
We do this for the season.

I cross the sand
without your hand.
I go back to
where you and I began.
and I was yours,
and you were mine,
things seem so soon to say goodbye.
I hope you're well as I am fine.
I keep to myself where I go where I lie.

I woke up in a cave.
No air no light no shade.
when did things turn this way?
I miss you on certain days
.

måndag 21 december 2009

och ryktet spred sig som rök…

att hon fick pojkar
köra rätt in i sten/sticka i ven/böna och be
fick flickorna
karva i ben/svälja det helt/tiga och le
fick pojkar
köra rätt in i sten/halsa det rent/niga och se

att dom gav dig ett namn
du kallas härmed självmordsblond