Röda Blå - Tysta Mari

Rullar genom natten med en massa skit I handskfacket.

Genom natten.

Dom har en massa stlar till & frn.

En jvla massa deg, d och d.

Korsar mellan lampor med fickan full av kickar.

Allt som gr att fixa.

Dom har paranoia, till & frn.

Jvligt nojiga d och d.

Nu r flytet slut str tryckt mot en mur,

Framfr en snut.

Dom har ljusen p dom rda & bl.

Tjuv & Polis*

In p en bank med en luva ver skallen.

Nu ska stlarna fram.

120 tusen spnn, delat p fem,

det r rd frg p hlften.

In I ett apotek fr att kunna andas hela natten.

Andas hela natten.

Dom har begrnsad frihet, d & d.

Begrnsad frihet, till & frn.

Nu str du still du har rtt att sga;

ingenting.

Dom har ljusen p dom rda & bl.

Rda & Bl.

Tjuv & Polis*

Rolls through the night with a lot of shit in the glove compartment.

Through the night.

They have a lot of styles to & from.

A damn lot of dough, d and d.

Crosses between lamps with the pocket full of kicks.

Everything that needs to be fixed.

They have paranoia, to & from.

Jvligt nojiga d and d.

Now that the flow is over, it is pressed against a wall,

In front of a cop.

They have the lights on them red & bl.

Thief & Police *

In a bank with a hood over the skull.

Now the styles are coming out.

120 thousand spnn, divided into five,

it is red color on the half.

In a pharmacy to be able to breathe all night.

Breathe all night.

They have limited freedom, d & d.

Limited freedom, to & from.

Now you stand still you have the right to say;

nothing.

They have the lights on them red & bl.

Rda & Bl.

Thief & Police *