Under ytan - Blues

Har sett fare mnga ge upp utan att brja sitt letande

Medans andra fastnar I ett

Ondligt tvekande

Ngra blev dmda

Mot sitt nekande

Gick igenom livet medvetna om sitt felande

Helt vilsna

I sitt agerande och tankar

Nare du ser dem vet du att det are en dd man som vandrar

S rdda att misslyckas att dom inte lngre lever

Stod och titta' p nare vi fick spelets regler

Vad jag n gare vet ni att jag dedikerar

Mina brder och systrar, som sliter I det tysta

Ni som

Fortstter kmpa fast tiderna are dystra

Det are till er som jag skriver, fare jag vet att ni lyssnar.

Under ytan…

are vi alla sm Under ytan…

Den som knner bare frst

Fare nare allting are som mrkast

Och nare vinden blser kallt

Nare sorgen are som djupast

Vill man bara glmma allt…

Lyssna…

Jag sger

Allt det man gare det kommer snabbt I retur

Bara runt och runt, som rtter I bur

Min kft are smord och skjuter ord efter ord

Man are kommen av jord

Men hamnar snabbt verbord

Fare under ytan blir inget som frr

Man fare ta smll p smll, frn drr till drr

skrika p hjlp dare ingen finns och hare

Men bara Gud kan dma det man gare och bermma

Men ja'

Blir som en prst, test p test

Frn st till vst, skakar vrlden som pest

Kan aldrig tryckas ner, hllas ner litegrann

Nare en man, are en man, are en man.

are

Under ytan…

are vi alla sm Under ytan…

Den som knner bare frst

Fare nare allting are som mrkast

Och nare vinden blser kallt

Nare sorgen are som djupast

Vill man bara glmma allt…

Jag sger sanna mina ord vi gare mot hrdare tider

Onda franingar I hjrtan som svider

Eliten den skiter I Folket som lider, medans

Tider rinner och

Dagar frsvinner fare att aldrig tervnda

Alla bara springer

Ingen stannar fare att tnka

Famlar runt I mrker ven fast ljusen are tnda

Nare ska det hnda mannen nare ska det vnda

Knns som chanserna are brnda

Du ser ytan

Men lita ej p det du ser

Fare varje dag som gare s blir rren bara fler

Upprepar orden frn

Homan och Ken

Till alla I 165, fare det are dags ni hittar hem s,

Vnd er om och tagga

Hoppas fare er skull att

Era ben are snabba och att vgen som ni valde

Var den rtta

Om ni inte fattar

S kom ska vi bertta…

Have seen the danger of many giving up without starting their search

While others get stuck in one

Incredibly hesitant

Some were convicted

Against his denial

Went through life aware of his mistake

Completely lost

In his actions and thoughts

When you see them, you know that there is a dead man walking

Worried to fail that they no longer live

Stood and looked closer we got the rules of the game

What I n nare you know I dedicate

My brothers and sisters, who toil in silence

Ni som

Continues to fight even though times are gloomy

It's to you that I write, far I know you listen.

Under the surface…

are we all sm Under the surface…

The one who knows only first

Danger closer to everything is the darkest

And nearer the wind blows cold

Nare sorrows are at their deepest

Do you just want to forget everything…

Listen…

I say

Everything you do will be returned quickly

Just around and around, which rtter I cage

My kft are greased and shoot word for word

You have come from earth

But quickly ends up verb

Danger beneath the surface will be nothing like before

You can take sml on sml, from door to door

shout for help no one exists and hare

But only God can judge what you do and bermma

But yes'

Becomes like a priest, test after test

From east to west, the world shakes like a plague

Can never be pushed down, held down a little

Nare and man, are and man, are and man.

are

Under the surface…

are we all sm Under the surface…

The one who knows only first

Danger closer to everything is the darkest

And nearer the wind blows cold

Nare sorrows are at their deepest

Do you just want to forget everything…

I say my true words as we move towards harder times

Evil fronts In the heart that stings

The elite it shit In The people who suffer, while

Times flow and

Days disappear danger of never returning

Everyone just runs

No one stops to think

Fumbles around I even notice even though the candles are on

The closer it will turn the man the closer it will turn

Feels like the chances are burned

You see the surface

But do not trust what you see

Danger every day as gare so the pipes only become more

Repeats the words from

Homan and Ken

To all I 165, fare it is time you find home s,

Turn around and tag

Hope you do your part

Your legs are fast and the path you chose

Be the right one

If you do not understand

S kom skal vi bertta…