This one is for those of you in Stockholm for whom things have gone wrong
I know how it feels when the joy of life dies
It begins in the 6th grade you argue with the substitute
You screw up at school, you don't want to be there another day
7th grade came and you went to the cafeteria
But the name didn't make it into the roll call
Social and a boarding school at Ekerö
They bragged about all the memories
Time was so damn slow
After half past eight it was time for a to escape back to the square softa me dem grymma
Paragraph 12 man became bright after a week
The message came - are you Rebecka's son?
Fuck everything! Now there is nothing left to live for
The noise of the tunnel on the platform is all you hear
It was gray cold winds with rain and showers
When the cop took one to Lövsta like an animal
Isolated naked with eleven degrees Celsius
Crowded in a corner like a little dust puss
Now I want cut tag home but it is armored glass< br/>The hands get bloody and you realize your brokenness
I have always fallen / tried to hold on but there is no helping hand
Feels like God has already called / soon time to cross the river to the borderland of death
10 weeks to go and in ping pong you became a pro
You felt like the slave with the state as the boss
Turned off the light at 10:30 fell asleep around 4
Ejected from reality like a little ant
Put up and pooped in breakfast
Ever's first visit k had a meeting with the police
The blue pig / investigating shit
You wish him dead and want to see how he bleeds
Everything becomes chaos and soon you would be sent out
to a new home Edesta when the hell is it going to end
Now you would have to study for your final school grade / you were sloppy through the exams
Sneaked in stealth / on the weekend you had to travel home but everything felt strange
Guys you used to hang out with were now completely snobbish
Looked like a toad floating among clouds
Samhà the thing cracked into separate worlds
I've always fallen / tried to hold on but there's no helping hand
Feels like god already called / soon time to cross the river to the borderland of death
Be careful all the way and let God lead the way you came out of all homes but it is
something that consumes a
Continued care became the district court's verdict / the tears flowed what the hell happened to one's
life powder
Good God up in the sky is blue
Tell me why you should keep going
Waiting for the weather will be your simple answer
Stockholm's streets will be all you have left
Day after day and you slowly break down / while hope burned up and hatred came
to more
Ey What the hell is going on in the underground tunnel / the stamina of youth / fuck / it is
lost man is tied with rope in deep cave / treated like the little
dirty rat
But for us it becomes purity and wholeness in an international crunch on our planet
No betrayal / until I have lived what I told / all I wish is for
the youth to climb and become something / something that can give birth change the situation
Sharp the horns and now we're taking the zone
I've always fallen / tried to cling but there's no helping hand
Feels like god already called / soon time to cross the river to the borderland of death

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