passa på att inte passa in
så länge jag har basen i baken, rytmen i blodet, håller jag mig barnslig och vaken
fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue
bit by bit, torn apart, we never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
step by step, heart to heart, left right left we all fall down like toy soldiers
kram på hemgjord pizza
your curls touch my face and now I can fly
pirre
lite chilling sådära
found something sweet on the island with daughters of eve
in the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips
sometimes I pretend to forget you
king of the jungle
jorge