cherrypunch.

Skiljer sig mycket från min andra musik, lyssna på den, det är värt det.

You look nice alright
And I like the way you nod after everything I say
Like it actually means something to you 

And I like your record collection
Townes and Jens with a hint of Rickie Lee
And you've cleaned up the bathroom, made a really nice soup
but a bit too much sci-fi in your shelf with DVD's 

But there are things you need to know about me
I'm weak right now, so weak right now
I need proof before I dare to open this heart
So I've prepared a quiz for you

Would you freak out if I said I liked you?
Do you walk the line?
Is your IQ higher than your neighbours?
And is it very much higher than mine ?

Can you sleep when I grind my teeth?
Do you look away if I slob when I eat?
Will you let me be myself?
Can you at all times wear socks? Because I'm still scared of feet

And if I'd fall, would you pick me up?
If I'd fall, would you pick me up?

Do you talk in the middle of Seinfeld?
Do you read more than two books a month?
Do you get racist or sexist when you've had a few?
Is it fine if I make more money than you?

Have you slept with any people I work with?
Is there anyone you'd rather wish I'd be?
Do you still keep pictures of old girlfriends?
Are they prettier than me?

And if I'd fall, would you pick me up?
If I'd fall, would you pick me up?

Åh. Får orgasm när jag hör Lauris röst här alltså. Så underbar. Ville kan suga, tänkte bara säga att the Rasmus hade varit så mycket bättre om Lauri sjöng såhär hela tiden. Underbara människa.



I'm giving up the ghost of love
And a shadow's cast on devotion

She is the one that I adore
Queen of my silent suffocation

Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet

I won't give up
I'm possessed by her

I'm bearing a cross; she's turned into my curse

Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet
I want you
oh I wanted you
And I need you
how I needed you

Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny
Break this bittersweet spell on me
Lost in the arms of destiny

Bittersweet

Gud är fascist
Gud är rasist
För Gud gillar inte fattiga
Och Gud gillar inte svartingar
Och inte fan gillar han dig
Han har glömt dig för länge sen

Häng Gud...

Gud är egoist
Gud, javisst
Med präster och påvar har han lurat miljoner
Med bibeln har han skapat traditioner
Har han några känslor för nån?
Och förresten är det en han eller hon?

Häng Gud...

I overcame my bone structure and metabolism
I made myself engage in mind-numbing conversation
A fad diet left me with skin, bone and bitterness
Starved myself to a petite listening to repetitive electro shit

Prey to the fairies
She got her wish
Tied up and vacuous
She made the switch
Step into her carriage
Put on the ritz
Saliva laced malicious
Skinny little bitch (singin’)

LA LA LA LA

Hey, like my tats? Full sleeve, Black and White
2 toned, no-ones’ home, in today, out tonight
Shiny happy die alone, viscous girls, plastic guys
You keep on scratching my back and I’ll scratch out your eyes

Membrane of bitterness
Words that rip
Topped of with a tongue with your name on it’s tip
Hatred for a skeleton
Ugly and rich
All wrapped up in a skinny little bitch (singin')

LA LA LA LA

(He is the) home coming queen, hip new breed of clique
Wears a Tiara made of daggers and is in the top 8
You throw him a kiss he throws hi-voltage bouquets
If he can’t have your affection then he’ll thrive on your hate

To the fairies
He got his wish
Tied up and vacuous
He made the switch
Step into his carriage
Put on the ritz
Saliva laced malicious
Skinny little bitch (singin’)

LA LA LA LA

I should have listened to her,
so hard to keep control.
We kept on eating but our
bloated bellies still not full.
She gave us all she had but
we went and took some more.
Can't seem to shut her legs, our
mother nature is a whore.

I got my propaganda, I got revisionism.
I got my violence in hi-def ultra-realism.
All a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

Hypnotic sound of sirens
echoing through the streets.
The cocking of the rifles,
the marching of the feet.
You see your world on fire,
don't try to act surprised.
We did just what you told us.
Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your lies.

I got my propaganda I got revisionism.
I got my violence hi-def ultra-realism.
All a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

All bruised and broken bleeding,
she asks to take my hand.
I turn just keep on walking.
But you'd do the same thing in the circumstance I'm sure you understand.

I got my propaganda I got revisionism.
I got my violence, in hi-def ultra-realism.
All a part of this great nation.
I got my fist I got my plan I got survivalism.

Sexigt, eller hur?

Elin.

Jag vet att ni hatar min musiksmak (:O!) men jag tyckte det var dags att presentera Angelspit för er. Fruktansvärt bra, enligt mig that is.



Dip my tail in blood ink
Write it down in red
Scribe the words "Happy meal"
Right across your head

Tired of getting walked on
Treated like a sheep
Don't blame me for all the years
That you were asleep

[Relax
God is in control
Watch the dot
Take your meds
Obey my demands
Trust my dog
Time for surgery
Relax
God is in control
Watch the dot
Take your meds
Obey my demands
Trust my dog
Shut your eyes you're dead]

Televised mass poison
Spitting at the screen
Keep the masses deluded
With fabricated dreams

Powdered God in a bag
From the Vatican
I want you to fuck off
As hard as you can

[Chorus]

Heaven has burst open
Now it's raining bones
The chaos will erode you
Breeding little clones

Born of a fallen rib
From the monkey's womb
Overcooked by cathode rays
Evolved to consume

100% [4x]

Eating from the butcher's slab
Becoming what they meet
Restrained and roasted while they gorge
Strapped into the seat

Bathing in your arrogance
Dining will ensue
God made me a cannibal
To fix problems like you

[Chorus]

100% [2x]

Last time was the last time...
This time, you're 100% [3x]

Last time was the last time...
This time, you're 100% fucked

Jag älskar den här låten. Verkligen. Det gör säkert inte ni. Men jag gör det.



I pushed a button and elected elected him to office and a
He pushed a button and it dropped a bomb
You pushed a button and could watch it on the television
Those motherfuckers didn't last too long, ha ha

I'm sick of hearing about the haves and have nots
Have some personal accountability
The biggest problem with the way that we've been doing things is
The more we let you have the less that I'll be keeping for me

Well I used to stand for something
Now I'm on my hands and knees
Traded in my god for this one
And he signs his name with a capital G

Don't give a shit about the temperature in Guatemala
Don't really see what all the fuss is about
Ain't gonna worry about no future generations and a
And I'm sure somebody's gonna figure it out

Don't try to tell me how some power can corrupt a person
You haven't had enough to know what its like
You're only angry 'cause you wish you were in my position
Now nod your head because you know that I'm right... alright!

Well I used to stand for something
But forgot what that could be
There's a lot of me inside you
Maybe you're afraid to see

Well I used to stand for something
Now I'm on my hands and knees
Traded in my god for this one
And he signs his name with a capital G