Hun - Benal

Du' stadig ikk' det fedeste

Du har gjort noget dumt, og du ved det

Folk er beskedne

Det' klart med det liv — hva' det blevet til?

Hun pisser på dem siddende

De tror, man er stærk, når man træner

Masser af bagage, men la' vær' med at skab' dig

For du' en taber

La' vær' med at stå der og tude, mand, jeg står lige og taler

Man ka' ikk' fjerne skidt fra et rent spejl

Hvem tror du, du er med dine tre likes?

Viral stimulans gør dem liderlige

Men hun skider på dem og så videre G

Han har svært ved at tale

Sprutten den er blandet, smerten er ren

Det' sødt, når han tror, han er rockstar

Så flovt når han falder, hun er så klar

Kaster med bananer

Pas på, jeg ikk' glider

Tænk før jeg taler

Og så videre

Fem potter pis

Hva' jeg selv værd?

Det' ka' jeg allerhøjest selv være

Yeah, yeah

Ud af sengen på det rigtige ben

Jeg troede ikk', du var kedelig, babe — hva' 'der sket?

Sjove billeder ka' ikk' skjule din realitet

Hvis jeg sku' ta' mig af det, sku' jeg ta' det hele

De køber respekt

Kærlighed koster blod, og de løber for let

Det' let at se, at du' nervøs, når du' kæk

Du var født til at vinde, men følelsen er væk

Dobbeltskridt op af stien

Det' stadig ligesom om, at han er som et lig

Fuld mand med et tomt smil

Hold så din kæft, hvis du ikk' har noget godt at sige

Måske er de børn

Men hun har brug for kærlighed, og de leverer til døren

Si’r præcis, hvad hun vil, for du bakker tilbage

Mens hun kigger på, du går ligesom «tak ska' du ha'»

Kaster med bananer

Pas på, jeg ikk' glider

Tænk før jeg taler

Og så videre

Fem potter pis

Hva' jeg selv værd?

Det' ka' jeg allerhøjest selv være

Yeah, yeah

Hun gi’r dem mén, men hun mener det godt

Kærlighed blænder, se dig lidt for

Han talte om at prøve ikk' at tale over sig

To minutter senere står han der og flover sig

Hvis jeg var dig, vil' jeg slap' lidt af

Du ved, selvom man har vundet, ka' man sagtens tabe

Du ved, selvom man har tabt, ka' man tabe igen

To dage uden bad, dreng, smag på den

Hun er først glad nu, hvor broen er brændt

Det' for sent at be om hjælp, når depressionen er ramt

Der' en grund til de græder inde under det tørre

30 lyder først fedt, når man runder de 40

Fuck ord, din' ord de er grimme

Hun synes, det' sjovt, at du tror, du' en mand

Ingen tvivl, du har gjort, hvad du kan

Men det' bar' ikk' nok — ikk' start, bar' stop

You're still the coolest

You have done something stupid and you know it

People are modest

It's clear with that life — what has it become?

She pisses on them sitting down

They think you are strong when you exercise

Lots of baggage, but don't bother creating yourself

Because you're a loser

Don't stand there and rant, man, I'm just standing there talking

You can't remove dirt from a clean mirror

Who do you think you are with your three likes?

Viral stimulation makes them horny

But she sucks at them and so on G

He has difficulty speaking

The booze it's mixed, the pain is pure

It's cute when he thinks he's a rockstar

So embarrassed when he falls, she's so ready

Throwing bananas

Be careful, I won't slide

Think before I speak

Etc

Five pots of piss

What am I worth?

I can most certainly be that myself

Yeah, yeah

Out of bed on the right leg

I thought you were boring, babe — what happened?

Funny pictures can't hide your reality

If I was going to take care of it, I was going to take it all

They buy respect

Love costs blood and they run too easy

It's easy to see that you're nervous when you're cocky

You were born to win, but the feeling is gone

Double step up the path

It's still like he's like a corpse

Drunk man with an empty smile

Shut up if you don't have something good to say

Maybe they are children

But she needs love and they deliver to the door

Say exactly what she wants because you back off

While she's watching, you go like «tak ska' du ha'»

Throwing bananas

Be careful, I won't slide

Think before I speak

Etc

Five pots of piss

What am I worth?

I can most certainly be that myself

Yeah, yeah

She gives them a hard time, but she means well

Love is blinding, watch out

He talked about trying not to talk over himself

Two minutes later, he's standing there, embarrassed

If I were you, I would relax a bit

You know, even if you have won, you can easily lose

You know, even if you've lost, you can lose again

Two days without a shower, boy, taste it

She is only happy now that the bridge is burnt

It's too late to ask for help when depression hits

There's a reason why they cry inside the dry

30 doesn't sound cool until you hit 40

Fuck words, your words they are ugly

She thinks it's funny that you think you're a man

No doubt you have done what you can

But it didn't work — it didn't start, it didn't stop