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Chicky-chicks som ser när jag rullar upp skräddarsydd
Rockar aldrig någon gummisnodd
När jag åker hem ska det vara bakifrån, sittplatsen, dummer!
Jag är ingen karlakarl!
Jag må vara ung och dum, men inte den som är den som knullar runt
Men du väljer ändå att kalla mig mansgris - shut the fu*k up och sätt dig längst fram i taxin!

Jag är ingen riddare på vit häst
Ville du ha biceps kan du åka hem (ha det skitfett)
Här är han, den som är sist i kön
Med en överkropp som Mr. Burns
Det är inte någon grekisk diskuskastare
Så vad var det du missuppfattade?
Du betalar taxin
Tack den drar jag av
Hörru du får ha det bra, okej

We get so complicated (complicated)
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say so
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

bittersweet memories - bullet for my valentine

och


Do you really want him calling, Newo?
Do you really think he's coming back to you?
Oh, once the world stops spinning, read that writing on the wall.

Is there another, Newo?
Is there cushion just enough to break the fall.
Oh, don't you cry.
Just lie there baby in the past, ‘cause if you want it all

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby.
He's coming home for... you've... been... such... a liar.
Hide your feathers, little back porch lady.
You're too old enough to cry your sorry eyes out over the world.

feathers - coheed & cambria

"I am the closest thing to god, so worship me and never stop"

Dont stop - innerpartysystem

"Vi är nazister och det är bra
Vi kommer att segra en vacker dag
Segra eller dö, det är ditt val
När stormen kommer en vacker dag"

Va ska du med bil och villa,
när du mår så jävla illa,
av det du äter och dricker att du helst ville spy?

hög standard - peps persson!

Mina egna texter passar uppenbarligen bra in på mig o.O

Jag vill inte veta av din häst!
(Häst är bäst, bäst i test)
När brunte är på mackan är det fest!
(En jävla superfest)
Jag vill inte veta av din katt!
(Katt i hatt, hatt-i-fnatt)
Jag ska köra över han inatt!
(Så han blir superplatt)

Alla under arton är helt plötsligt fotografer
De har gått på harry-b och lärt sig alla wannabe-fraser

Djuren är ditt liv och din familj
Måste va med på varje bild
Du tror vi bryr oss om din ponny
men du slösar våran tid.

Gå till ditt stall och borsta brunte
Suga hästkuk är ditt kall
Du har ett mål att fylla hål
som aldrig kommer lukta tvål

Där dog mitt sista tålamod
Jag fyller munnen med ditt blod
Jag bryter nacken av din häst
Det är den dröm jag gillar bäst

Jag vill se porr i ditt galleri
(sodomi, galleri)
Visa bilder på ditt gamla underliv
(så vi får super-hiv)
Knulla rövhål, runka kuk och pung
(kom och sjung, runka pung)
Låtsas att jag är en hästkuk i din mun
(trots att du är så ung)

Hur jävla många kaniner kan man fotografera
(femton)
Till små pälsdjur kan man inte onanera
(jorå det ska nog inte va nåt problem, sörrö)

I am doll eyes, doll mouth, doll legs
I am doll arms, big veins, dog bait
Yeah they really want you, they really want you, they really do
Yeah they really want you, they really want you, well I do too

I want to be the girl with the most cake
I love him so much it just turned to rape
I fake it so real I am beyond fake

Citat från TEMPER_TANTRUM

Citat från EvilPanda

Nu händer det igen

The future that we both drew, and all the shit we've been through.
Obsessed with the thought of you, the pain just grew and grew!
How could you do this to me?
Look at what I made for you, it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you.
I used to be love struck; now I'm just fucked up.
Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts!

Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest.
And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound.
Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest.
And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down.

And all you'd ever hear me say
Is how I picture me with you
That's all you'd ever hear me say

But since you been gone
I can breathe for the first time
I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah
Thanks to you, now I get what I want
Since you been gone

On top of the roof
The air is so cold and so calm
I say your name in silence
You don't wanna hear it right now
The eyes of the city
Are counting the tears falling down
Each one a promise
Of everything you never found

I scream into the night for you
Don't make it true
Don't jump
The lights will not guide you through
They're deceiving you
Don't jump
Don't let memories go
Of me and you
The world is down there out of view
Please don't jump

You open your eyes
But you can't remember what for
The snow falls quietly
You just can't feel it no more
Somewhere out there
You lost yourself in your pain
You dream of the end
To start all over again

I scream into the night for you
Don't make it true
Don't jump
The lights will not guide you through
They're deceiving you
Don't jump
Don't let memories go
Of me and you
The world is down there out of view
Please don't jump
Don't jump

I don't know how long
I can hold you so strong
I don't know how long

Just take my hand
Give it a chance
Don't jump

I scream into the night for you
Don't make it true
Don't jump
The lights will not guide you through
They're deceiving you
Don't jump
Don't let memories go
Of me and you
The world is down there out of view
Please don't jump
Don't jump
And if all that can't hold you back
I'll jump for you

My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
20 bucks should get me through the week
Never said a word of discontentment
Fought it a thousand times but now
I'm leaving home

Here in the shadows
I'm safe
I'm free
I've nowhere else to go but
I cannot stay where I don't belong

Two months pass by and it's getting cold
I know I'm not lost
I am just alone
But I won't cry
I won't give up
I can't go back now
Waking up is knowing who you really are

Show me the shadow where true meaning lies
So much more dismay in empty eyes

When you were here before
Couldn’t look you in the eye
You’re just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You’re so fuckin’ special

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

I don’t care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I’m not around
You’re so fuckin’ special
I wish I was special

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.

She’s running out again,
She’s running out
She’s run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You’re so fuckin’ special
I wish I was special...

But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.
I don’t belong here.