January 2009
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I wish the world was flat like the old days And I could travel just by folding a map No more airplanes or speed trains or free ways There'll be no distance that can hold us back
If I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march out They would make your name sing And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings And it is true what you said That I live
Love of mine Someday you will die But I'll be close behind I'll follow you into the dark No blinding lights Or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight Waiting for the hint of a spar
Well I don't care about your modern decoration In your home, so why should you care about mine? I've had enough of this comfort conversation In my mind you're all retards anyhow If you don't feel th
Always stays the same Nothing ever changes English summer rain Seems to last for ages I'm in the basement You're in the sky I'm in the basement, baby Drop on by?
Hold your breath and count to ten Fall apart Then start again Hold your breath and count to ten Start again Start again
Help me; I broke apart my insides Help me; I've got no soul to sell Help me; the only thing that works for me Help me get away from myself My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God You ca
En elefant balanserade på en liten liten liten tråååd. Det tyckte han var så intressant, så han gick och hämtade en annan elefant.. ... Tolv elefanter balans