Krokodilletårer [English translation]
Krokodilletårer [English translation]
A friend told me;
My mum, she doesn't love me no more
Brother, that's what I think
It's you two
No, she said I can't live where she lives
I explained myself - she laughed
My heart shivered, didn't beat
Before I could put on shoes or anything
My own blood left me where I was standing
Where - where brother should I try to find words
I think this is more painful than I think I
Understand
But that blood thing is only a
Metaphor
This time I don't need a fucking
Perspective
From your fucking interesting life
You trivialise everything, always
Fuck, I'm actually looking for help
You're always looking for poetry in everything I say
You romaticise turning points in a narrative
You don't understand
With your weekend-druggie type friend group
Gangbanging type MDMA every other
Friday in a twin bed
Like a masochist, together with a sadist.
They just wanna feel something together
Me and you haven't felt the same things
Whatever it is, I don't feel a thing
Look at your life, then at mine
Everybody can't be Cezinando
I look like shit, you just smell a little
Sweat, bad weed and girl shampoo
Mine has started stinking roller skates
Broken storage rooms in an apartment building
And amazingly enough, whatever it is, I fall
Further in
You wanted to try drugs to feel something great
I just tried something heavy to forget
Something painful
I was accomodating for everything everyone thinks
A senior with behavioural issues
A friend told me
My brother
I don't know you anymore
Where did you go, you fucking idiot
I met your mum, she said you're writing a book
Forgive me for what I have become
I am a manifestation of the word disappointment*
All the kids are crying, I feel like when they drugged Julius
Do you wanna hear poetry
Be careful what you ask for
I ask God for more life
I'm only in church when someone dies
Weird noises leak from the bathroom
The same sound like a rattle snake
A buddy of mine said it best of all
Swear, live flies by when you're gone for half
I don't laugh at the same thing twice
But I cry over the same thing each night
Every river finds the sea if it want
You wanted to try drugs to feel something great
I just tried something heavy to forget
Something painful
I was accomodating for everything everyone thinks
A senior with behavioural issues
- Artist:Cezinando
- Album:Et godt stup i et grunt vann