I've cleaned out my closet. But to be here and start again, it's almost like it'll never end. You see me as a form and not the man I really am. It takes
Just let me say this Johnny man, you hold my utter most respect. And in my vision we are brothers. It's you and us against the world. Don't be scared
[Spoken words in danish and German] Weak is your god And I know you feel the same The Trust You put in him - will not repay I look at you And all I see
Working class zero It happened to me I thought of us - of what to be You always were better Not careless - not free And then you end up like me A lot
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Like cancer Spreading through the system There's no life for us No chance of our survival All hope Locked out Destroyed By something like
She knows And she's out to get me The one - I did betray She's now a foe The Trust Is but a memory apart The way I spend my time I lack control
A child is missing Let me be the first I'll guide you to heaven My little sister Wont be long now Have a little faith I'll ease your passing Her spirit
The tension! It fills me up with powers This final step is tortured I can't explain the feeling I get from you this night A nightmare show Played on
I see you coming from behind with you lack of morals, it was expected though. So what if I've done the things you're telling the world? I will not I will
Your devoted slave That's me being classified again Where lovers are meant to trust each other I go out of my way I try to please that's all I can As
Love is tasted bitter Bitterness at play Scorched baby fears the fire Emotions come to stop Fear not - I miss you always Don't wanna change this fact
Always placed you on the side I don't care what other people say This gives me higher meaning Better learn or just give in Go on now, hold your head
A song of myself It would be a challenge Could hold my fears and hopes or mere destroy them Evolve around my home Grow into the spirit Would face the
[To William, (Pelle & Bertram). Translated postcard. Written in Como - Italy March 2005] Hey I felt I really touched you And in ways also new to me
Ich bin verloren in Berlin Das tempo des lebens Sohn der welt Brauchen keine tarnung Trotz der kalte der nacht Bin Ich Verloren in Berlin Wir wollen
It's in your eyes A painful scar is made Even if we're over One wish burn me wicked And though I know we're better I'm lost in the dream The only girl
Nightmare, feeling the weight I'm a sinner - guilty Power, power to stop me from trying - living There is light but it's not for me I am my own god