Krokodilletårer [English translation]

A friend told me;

My mum, she doesn't love me no more

Brother, that's what I think

It's you two

No, she said I can't live where she lives

I explained myself - she laughed

My heart shivered, didn't beat

Before I could put on shoes or anything

My own blood left me where I was standing

Where - where brother should I try to find words

I think this is more painful than I think I

Understand

But that blood thing is only a

Metaphor

This time I don't need a fucking

Perspective

From your fucking interesting life

You trivialise everything, always

Fuck, I'm actually looking for help

You're always looking for poetry in everything I say

You romaticise turning points in a narrative

You don't understand

With your weekend-druggie type friend group

Gangbanging type MDMA every other

Friday in a twin bed

Like a masochist, together with a sadist.

They just wanna feel something together

Me and you haven't felt the same things

Whatever it is, I don't feel a thing

Look at your life, then at mine

Everybody can't be Cezinando

I look like shit, you just smell a little

Sweat, bad weed and girl shampoo

Mine has started stinking roller skates

Broken storage rooms in an apartment building

And amazingly enough, whatever it is, I fall

Further in

You wanted to try drugs to feel something great

I just tried something heavy to forget

Something painful

I was accomodating for everything everyone thinks

A senior with behavioural issues

A friend told me

My brother

I don't know you anymore

Where did you go, you fucking idiot

I met your mum, she said you're writing a book

Forgive me for what I have become

I am a manifestation of the word disappointment*

All the kids are crying, I feel like when they drugged Julius

Do you wanna hear poetry

Be careful what you ask for

I ask God for more life

I'm only in church when someone dies

Weird noises leak from the bathroom

The same sound like a rattle snake

A buddy of mine said it best of all

Swear, live flies by when you're gone for half

I don't laugh at the same thing twice

But I cry over the same thing each night

Every river finds the sea if it want

You wanted to try drugs to feel something great

I just tried something heavy to forget

Something painful

I was accomodating for everything everyone thinks

A senior with behavioural issues

• Artist:Cezinando
• Album:Et godt stup i et grunt vann