Krokodilletårer - Cezinando

En venn fortalte meg;

Min mor, hun elsker meg 'kke lengre

Bror, det tror jeg

Det er jo dere to

Nei, hun sa jeg kan ikke bo der hun bor

Jeg forklarte meg — hun lo

Hjertet skalv, ikke slo

Før jeg rakk å ta på sko eller noe

Dro mitt eget blod meg fra der jeg sto

Hvor — hvor bror skal jeg prøve å finne ord

Jeg tror dette er vondere enn jeg tror jeg

Forstår

Men det der med blod er jo bare en

Metafor

Denne gangen trenger jeg ikke et jævla

Perspektiv

Fra ditt forpulte interessante liv

Du trivialiserer alt, alltid

Faen, jeg leter etter hjelp faktisk

Du leter alltid etter poesi i alt jeg sier

Romantiserer vendepunkter i et narrativ

Du ikke skjønner

Med din helgenærkis type vennegjeng

Gangbanger type MDMA hver andre

Fredag i en enkeltseng

Som en masokist, sammen med en sadist

De vil bare kjenne på noe sammen

Meg og deg har ikke kjent de samme tinga

Samma hva, jeg kjenner ingenting

Se på livet ditt, så på livet mitt

Alle kan ikke være Cezinando

Jeg ser ut som dritt, du bare lukter litt

Svette, dårlig hasj og jentesjampo

Mitt har begynt å stinke rulleskøyter

Brutte boder i en boligblokk

Og utrolig nok, samma hva, jeg faller

Lenger inn

Du ville prøve noe dop for å føle noe stort

Jeg bare prøvde noe tungt for å glemme

Noe vondt

Jeg var tilbøyelig til alt alle mener

Avgangselev med adferdsproblemer

En venn fortalte meg

Min bror

Jeg kjenner deg ikke lenger

Hvor ble det av deg, din jævla idiot

Jeg traff din mor, hun sa du skriver bok

Tilgi meg for den jeg har blitt

Jeg er en manifestasjon av ordet skuff

Alle barna griner, føler meg som da de putta dop i Julius

Vil du høre poesi

Vær forsiktig hva du spør om

Jeg ber til Gud om mere liv

Jeg er kun i kirken når noen dør, jo

Rare lyder lekker ut av badet

Samme lyden som en klapperslange

Kompis av meg sa det best av alle

Sverger, livet flyr når du er borte halve

Jeg ler ikke av det samme to ganger

Men jeg gråter for det samme hver kveld

Hver elv finner frem til sjøen hvis den vil

Du ville prøve noe dop for å føle noe stort

Jeg bare prøvde noe tungt for å glemme

Noe vondt

Jeg var tilbøyelig til alt alle mener

Avgangselev med adferdsproblemer

A friend told me;

My mother, she no longer loves me

Brother, I think so

It's you two

No, she said I can not live where she lives

I explained - she laughed

The heart trembled, did not beat

Before I had time to put on shoes or anything

My own blood pulled me from where I stood

Where - where brother should I try to find words

I think this is worse than I think

Understand

But the thing with blood is just one

Metaphor

This time I do not need a fucking

Perspective

From your fucking interesting life

You trivialize everything, always

Damn, I'm actually looking for help

You're always looking for poetry in everything I say

Romanticizes turning points in a narrative

You do not understand

With your saint's type of group of friends

Gangbanger type MDMA each other

Friday in a single bed

Like a masochist, along with a sadist

They just want to feel something together

Me and you have not known the same things

No matter what, I know nothing

Look at your life, then at my life

Not everyone can be Cezinando

I look like shit, you just smell a little

Sweat, bad hashish and girl shampoo

Mine has started to stink roller skates

Broken stalls in an apartment block

And amazingly enough, no matter what, I fall

Further in

You would try some dope to feel something big

I was just trying something heavy to forget

Something was wrong

I was inclined to everything everyone thinks

Graduate student with behavioral problems

A friend told me

My brother

I do not know you anymore

Where did you go, you fucking idiot

I met your mother, she said you write a book

Forgive me for who I have become

I am a manifestation of the word drawer

All the kids are laughing, I feel like when they put drugs in Julius

Do you want to hear poetry

Be careful what you ask

I pray to God for more life

I'm only in church when someone dies, yes

Weird sounds leak out of the bathroom

Same sound as a rattlesnake

Friend of mine said it best of all

Swear, life flies when you're half gone

I do not laugh at the same thing twice

But I cry for the same thing every night

Each river reaches the sea if it wants to

You would try some dope to feel something big

I was just trying something heavy to forget

Something was wrong

I was inclined to everything everyone thinks

Graduate student with behavioral problems