Jag är så jävla trött på att hoppas. Orkar inte göra något. Äh, skitsamma. We have a little to next to nothing to talk about.

Jag skulle bara vilja kunna veta. Predika inte. Jag orkar inte vänta. Jag skiter i det. Pang. Boom. Headshot. Wake me up when spetember ends.

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As I'm floating
And you get a brick and you drop it down on me
Christ Jesus
Have you seen us
Down on our hands and knees
And tell us what's the reason

And you passed away
And that horizon never came
No, it never came

Christ Jesus
As I'm drowning
And I struggle to breathe
It's your face I don't see
Christ Jesus
Please don't leave us
If in peace you'll keep us
Well then you should have believed us

Please let me inside
Hear out my desire
Come soon I may die
Yes one day I will die
I get eaten by the rust
You create and breathe the dust
And I'll kick in your lungs
And I'll bite off your tongue

Christ Jesus
Please don't leave us
Down on our hands and our knees
Oh I'll never believe, no
Christ Jesus
As I'm drowning
I struggle to breathe
It's your face I don't see