Frostrøyk - Erik Og Kriss

Dypfryst, pust rimer I hånden min

Februar natten fryser I måneskinn

Tråkker over lik for å komme inn

Opptint, faker varme som sommervind

De jeg tråkket over fryser fortsatt

Det e’kke sånn jeg er oppdratt

Slang en slant I pappbanken hans

Lukket øynene og prøvde å leke opptatt

Tragedien I 9-timen er allerede glemt I 10 tiden

Se ann tonen som I stemmebånd, lyden har glemt den sosiale istiden

Kjærlighet nok til ettermæle

Ikke en klem mens han ennå levde

Levende, selv sirener er småstøy

Når jeg kveles av frostrøyk

Natten er stjerneklar, månen holder deg våken

Så en fjern stjerne falt gjennom frostrøyk

Det føles som om Gud tester meg, prøver å knekke meg

Legger press på mine skuldre, stresser meg

Kun et skritt foran er en bedre meg

Stjerneskuddene på himmelen viser vei

Derfor løper jeg over sju blåner

Null søvn, holdes våken av fullmånen

Såret, men trenger ikke smile

En tåre renner nedover kinnet

Sender positiv, energi

Ut I kosmos, karma, harmoni

De depressive tankene som henger I

Er som dis på bakken og blir til enderim

Månen sloss med et gatelys

Er en ny morgen, nå har hatet fryst

Vi vinner alt, en vinternatt

Er som frostrøyk, over åpent hav

Frozen, breathing rhymes In my hand

February night freezes in the moonlight

Stepping over corpses to enter

Thawed, often hot as summer wind

The ones I stepped on are still freezing

That's not how I was raised

Slang a penny into his cardboard bank

Closed his eyes and tried to play busy

The tragedy in the 9 o'clock is already forgotten in the 10 o'clock

See the tone as In vocal cords, the sound has forgotten the social ice age

Love enough for posterity

Not a hug while he was still alive

Live, even sirens are small noises

When I am suffocated by frost smoke

The night is starry, the moon keeps you awake

Then a distant star fell through frost smoke

It feels like God is testing me, trying to break me

Putting pressure on my shoulders, stressing me out

Just one step ahead is a better me

The shooting stars in the sky show the way

That's why I run over seven blues

Zero sleep, kept awake by the full moon

Wounded but does not need to smile

A tear runs down her cheek

Sends positive, energy

Out In the cosmos, karma, harmony

The depressive thoughts that hang in

Is like haze on the ground and becomes an ending rhyme

The moon fought with a street light

Is a new morning, now the hatred has frozen

We win everything, a winter night

Is like frost smoke, over the open sea