Åtta trappor [English translation]

Waking up to the blood on the floor, nails straight in the face

Everything is shattered, how the fuck everything went so wrong?

Mom has woken up by a rifle far away from there

Will learn and obey, saw everything you never saw

Broke into a car, only eighteen bast

Broke into it, got snitched, got caught

Heard of Wallin, the Wallin in front of the train

Mother got locked up, brother blames the society

Here I am buried several meters under the city

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

It was all over the newspapers, on Monday everyone knew

Mom said I would, would say lies echoes

All of the howling sirens, want it back, want more

When the rats may go, when the sun has gone down

Here I am buried several meters under the city

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

Why do you think one gets tired? Why do you think one gets worn?

Why do you think one feels so damn small?

Högdalen1 eight stairs and I know nothing

Just walking here as a stranger, looking at everything as a movie

Here I am buried several meters under the city

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

Here I am buried several meters under the city

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

Eight stairs, three rooms and four children

1. A suburb located in the south of the Stockholm

• Artist:Hurula
• Album:Vapen till dom hopplösa