Jag Går Upp Och Håller Käften

I walk alone through the park
And hate my steps
I am cold and wet in the soul
From the rain pouring down
It's coldest under the ice
But I am under it
I struggle with loneliness
Who doesn't?

Where are all the answers
All damn answers
To all the questions I have

I have thought about starting
To stop giving up
But depending on the weather
The mood can get stuffy

Where are all the me
Are there any left
Where are all the me who can demand

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Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday every day
I go up and shut up
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday every day
I go up and poke the rest
It was you who fixed the party
I go home and lay down again

I'd rather be without anxiety
With feeling intact
I can hate for a long time
It doesn't matter
I feel no regret
I stand by what I've done
Very big in words
It feels damn good

Where are all the answers
All damn answers
To all the questions I have

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