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Fugl
02:28
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Jeg vet om et merkelig sted
Der livssyk fugl falt stille ned
Ingen vet hvor den kom fra
Den hadde brukket ribbein
Brist i bringe
Røde øyne
Sprukket nebb knukken vinge
Fuglen faller
Fuglen faller
Et sted hvor alt er hvitt og tomt
I livets lys er døden stumt
Alt blir en gang til ingenting
Vi danser alle fugledansen
Rundt livets tre
Så løp din vei hvis du får sjansen
Fuglen faller
Fuglen faller
Ingen vits å vente
Ingen hjelp å hente
Ingenting å gjøre
Bare sitte stille
La ballen trille
Vår naivitet får føre oss nå
Fuglen faller
Fuglen faller
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Greenscreen
02:23
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Behind me is a green screen
In front of me there’s a camera
Rolling tape
All you see is a fake smile
Worn by an adolescent shape
You see me on your TV
Doing things you know they forced me to
No matter what I say, no matter what I do
No matter what they say to you
What’s up with the backgrounds?
Why do they always seem so out of place?
What are they even there for?
I have no controll
I just hope it pays
The clothes I’m wearing
Don’t they seem a bit too small?
You’re living in a dream
I’m just a face on a green screen
Do you think I’m proud of what i do?
I sold my soul to reach you
You see the uniform that i wear!
Please get me out of here!
You’re living in a dream
I’m just a face on a green screen
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Lille snegle
03:22
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Behind me is a green screen
In front of me there’s a camera
Rolling tape
All you see is a fake smile
Worn by an adolescent shape
You see me on your TV
Doing things you know they forced me to
No matter what I say, no matter what I do
No matter what they say to you
What’s up with the backgrounds?
Why do they always seem so out of place?
What are they even there for?
I have no controll
I just hope it pays
The clothes I’m wearing
Don’t they seem a bit too small?
You’re living in a dream
I’m just a face on a green screen
Do you think I’m proud of what i do?
I sold my soul to reach you
You see the uniform that i wear!
Please get me out of here!
You’re living in a dream
I’m just a face on a green screen
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4. |
Bleed
03:12
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Bleed
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Du er en leb
01:00
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(Du er en leb)
Du drikker fra dassen
(Du er en leb)
Du spiser gress
(Du er en leb)
Du bor under en krakk
(Du er en leb)
Du er en leb
Bla bla bla leb leb leb
Bla bla bla leb leb leb leb
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I Want Out
03:26
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You took my possessions
You gave me a shave
You put me in this tiny room and expected me to behave
But I know. I know
I know just what you’re looking for
And i know. I know
I know I just gotta get out!
I’m getting sick of this
Freedom calls!
I’m gonna break my head right through the walls
I want out ‘cause you make me feel the way i do
I want out. Just let let me out and I’ll make it through
I want out
The man is too close
I need to get some space
So I pick up the thing that’s closest to me
and smash it against his face
But I know. I know
I know just what you’re looking for
And i know. I know
I know I just gotta get out!
I’m getting sick of this
Freedom calls!
I’m gonna break my head right through the walls
I want out ‘cause you make me feel the way i do
I want out. Just let let me out and I’ll make it through
I want out
Where am I now?
You’ve gotta tell me!
Where am I now?!!
I want out ‘cause you make me feel the way i do
I want out. Just let let me out and I’ll make it through
I want out
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Dopamine
02:50
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I can’t get up for school because I can’t sleep at night
My insides feel all weird and empty and just not quite right
I’ve got this feeling hardwired to my brain
It keeps me going but it’s driving me insane
I feel high
So fucking high
‘Cause I’m low on dopamine
I need dopamine, I need dopamine right now!
I’m bored out my brains
But I’m so satisfied, so satisfied
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8. |
27
02:42
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Jeg er ute av balanse
Jeg drikker brennevin
Come on gi livet en sjanse
Dagen den er din
Jeg lever ved min revolver
Hver dag er russisk rulett
Jeg mister alle kontroller
Jeg hadde ingen uansett
Jeg er evig ung
Jeg er en ustabil bombe, radioaktivitet
Jeg blir aldri voksen
Jeg blusser opp i flammer og så blir alt stillhet
Jeg kan mine småtriks
Livet i en sokk
Evig som fugl føniks
Hvis jeg er gæren nok
Du sier jeg er en pøbel
Jeg sier du er feig
Du sier jeg er urolig
Jeg sier du er treig
Jeg er evig ung
Jeg er en ustabil bombe, radioaktivitet
Jeg blir aldri voksen
Jeg blusser opp i flammer og så blir alt stillhet
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Gingerbread
02:14
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In Norway we have something called pepper cake,
but what do you call it in english?
Every christmas we eat pepper cake bread
If you don’t eat pepper cake you must be dead
Cakes you steal taste weird and sour
Cakes you buy taste good every hour
I eat pepper cake women and men
I even eat pepper cake Big Ben oh yeah
Gingerbread
Gingerbread oh yeah
Pepper cake is a really good treat
It’s all I ever want to eat
I wish we could eat pepper cake every day
And not just on christmas as we do today
I eat pepper cake day and night
I even had a pepper cake bar fight
Oh yeah
Gingerbread
Gingerbread oh yeah
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10. |
Nyttårsfobi
02:54
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Mamma skriker
Føler du deg bra eller føler du deg ensom
Jeg foretrekker å stenge meg selv inne i sånne situasjoner
som de der
Alt jeg ser er svart
Jeg tror angsten tar meg
Ingenting i takt
Jeg tror jeg takker nei
Nyttårsfobi
Ja, det får en si
Jævla raketter
De minner meg bare om at det er uunngåelig;
tida går
Angrer alltid
Vil ikke legge bak meg de tinga jeg gjorde ifjor men når
Alt jeg ser er svart
Jeg tror angsten tar meg
Ingenting i takt
Jeg tror jeg takker nei
Nyttårsfobi
Ja, det får en si
Jeg kunne ikke tro det var 2016
Når 2019 dro fikk jeg den rett i fleisen
Nyttårsfobi
Ja, det får en si
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Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Ha limousin og 8-roms
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Dø på gata som en gammal boms
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Sløse penga bort på heroin
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Være drittsekk mot all fansen min
Jeg vil være en egoist
Og du er ikke mer enn en statist
for meg
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Hovedrolla i mitt eget liv
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Jeg vil trua dama mi med kniv
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Ikke noe kødd for denne karen
Jeg vil være rock’n’roll
Jeg vil smugle dop og voldta barn
Jeg vil være en egoist
Og du er ikke mer enn en statist
for meg
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12. |
Second Nameless
03:55
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You are on venus, I am on mars
We are so different, but something about you draws me closer
You wear bright colours to hide your scars
I’ve had theories about everything, none gave me closure
You think they can hurt you?
But you’re just an empty shell
You know that you’re just...
You’re just a walking corpse
and now they may kill your body as well
You have no lifeforce
You have no name
You are the second nameless
You know the higher you climb
the harder you fall
But you must remember
that life is just a game
But if you have to live in
this nightmare-ish hellscape
why live at all?
You think they can hurt you?
But you’re just an empty shell
You know that you’re just...
You’re just a walking corpse
and now they may kill your body as well
You ask me why you’re lonely
I can’t tell you why
I turn my back against you
I walk away
I say goodbye...
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Hayeminol Oslo, Norway
Ånon Sørnæs Bakkjen - vokal og gitar
Lasse Bull - bass og koring
Kofi Álvaro Kjølstad Erdal - trommer og koring
Thora Helene Skoglund Tuveng - keyboards, perkusjon og koring
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