Letra de Sweet Relief
[Lyrics:P.Dolving.Music:A.Bjorler.]
Contextualize it and justify,
Contextualize it and justify,
as the passive servility eats you alive.
Like a japanese girl with a taste for obsurdity,
roped up and screaming for more.
In spinless decisions you cling to a lie.
A futile attempt to uphold your claim.
As a new generation of nihilist rage,
get a grip on how to get shit done.
[Chorus:]
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
I survive trough the blaze of another day,
lower down and hide.
Let me wake in a dream ehre you come undone -
Sweet relief.
Barter,compile it,package the scam.
Analyze the effects and the overall consequence.
Duping the masses.So fucking what.
You get what you gice - I can see it now.
Bring in the puppets,turn on the light.
Round up the gullable sheep.
Deliver the drama.Fake and obscene.
The drug of a nation asleep.
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
Die please step this.I'm begging you.Cease to breathe.
You are killing everyone I love.
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
As the cane draws a line in the sand of time -
blood covers bone.
In the eye of the dying I can read your toughts -
Guilt as charged.
Guinea pigs all.
Selfless and blind.
An effortless crime.
No wonder it's all going down.
Like a japanese girl with a taste for obsurdity,
roped up and screaming for more.
In spinless decisions you cling to a lie.
A futile attempt to uphold your claim.
As a new generation of nihilist rage,
get a grip on how to get shit done.
[Chorus:]
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
I survive trough the blaze of another day,
lower down and hide.
Let me wake in a dream ehre you come undone -
Sweet relief.
Barter,compile it,package the scam.
Analyze the effects and the overall consequence.
Duping the masses.So fucking what.
You get what you gice - I can see it now.
Bring in the puppets,turn on the light.
Round up the gullable sheep.
Deliver the drama.Fake and obscene.
The drug of a nation asleep.
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
Die please step this.I'm begging you.Cease to breathe.
You are killing everyone I love.
We'll get you in the end.
Sweet relief.
As the cane draws a line in the sand of time -
blood covers bone.
In the eye of the dying I can read your toughts -
Guilt as charged.
Guinea pigs all.
Selfless and blind.
An effortless crime.
No wonder it's all going down.
BJOERLER, ANDERS MARTIN/BJOERLER, JONAS FREDRIK/MOELLER JENSEN, PER/JENSEN, PATRIK/DOLVING, PETER WILHARD INGVAR
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