Air

You treat me like air,
Spit on me and never come crawling back.
Like you don't even care
If I someday didn't come crying back.

I wish you were air to me.
You wouldn't matter at all.
I wouldn't care who you are.
I wouldn't care what you did.
I could do like everyone else does.

They turn their backs when you do shit
I wish I could be just like them.
But I love you way to much
And that's why we're still best friends.

Sort

Sort ser,
Pessimistens øjne.
Fordømmer det synlige.
Sortseer.

Solsort.
Friheden sat på vinger.
Lyset lukket inde.
Sort sol.

God

"I use the word "God" in my songs all the time, because I dont know what the hell is going on. So thats God everything I dont know. But the idea of God as a fatherly figure who looks down on us and worries about how were doing or takes sides when we have fights its more irritating than Santa Claus. The world and the universe are far more wonderful if theres not a puppet master."

- Dave Matthews

Grådige og groteske
Uden forståelse, uden sympati
Handler vi i blinde.
Vi sætter dig aldrig fri.

Udefra så uhumant,
Lukker vi tanken inde
Du kan skrige og lede så meget du vil,
Tomhed er alt du vil finde.

Fordrejet og forkert,
Er du,
Der ændrer tanker til råb.
Fællesskabet er ensomt
Ordbogen mangler håb.

Aggressive og anderledes,
Er vi,
Der aldrig spør
Vi dræber når du tænker,
Vi råber når du dør.

Oatmeal

I wake up with my face in my oatmeal
I slept too little today
Don't know why, I sit up all night
Waiting for dvd to turn blueray

When I go to wash my face
On the toiletseat I find
A little elf that tells me
That Stevie Wonder is blind

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the elf told me

Next day, waking in oatmeal again
I slept too much today
Don't know why, I sleep all night
Dreaming about dvd that turns blueray

When I go to brush my teeth
In the sink I see
A labracon tellin stories
About Obama and me

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the labracon told me

A labracon, an elf
A unicorn, an octupus
My life is nothing without blueray
I'm hungry

Yes december is october
And your mom is an octupus
You're clumpsy as a carrot
That's what the creatures told me

(Skrevet på cirka fem minutter - et forsøg på en sang til Kevin og Julian. Inspiration: Rasmus Bordoy )