huomenna ruotsin kokeet. mulle valitetaan taas ehkä jopa syystä, mut mä en kyl tajua mistä syystä. jestas kun joskus tekis niin mieli hypätä vaan ohi huristavaan bussiin kapsäkin kanssa ja lähtee vaan jonnekin. ihan extemporei.
jos mä joskus niin teen, ni ruotsinkirjat ei kyl mee kassiin.
/ dead ~ tomorrow
here we stand in ravishing rain
joy is like pain
it feels like a miracle
you can't turn back, you're in chains
never again
return from a cynical world
if you feel you've loved me in vain
why not re-live your guilty love affairs
in the warm breeze you will cry
again and again
that's fate for a criminal
good intentions lost in thin air
you were craving for affection
and a certain invitation
led you here to me in the cynical world
no one but me, in this cold place
I will love and serve you, criminal
that's your final consolation
now hang on to me, in the cynical world