Spis din syvende sans [English translation]

[Verse]

Did you know that if my life was a time schedule.

Then you would have been the physical education class we had when we were children.

Did you know that my bank account, is your account.

Isn't that nice? Isn't that kind?

Another thing to remember the pin code for.

I toppled the world for you, you toppled the glass on me.

That gave me a stain on my shirt, that brought out the asshole inside of me.

You say that I'm superficial, both of us froth rabies.

The fact that you are a part of my plan should make you happy, bitch.

Don't tell me to get some structure, in this industry full of idiots.

I'm at a place between boobs and my parents' culture.

I and Magdi do what nobody has done before.

Cross on the throat, knife in the heart, until my mother and father are dead.

[Chorus]

You had a plan for me.

You had a planner.

I fired the planner.

We don't have a plan anymore.

Because you ask for a little too much, ask for a little to much.

You ask for a little to much things.

Ask for a little too much, ask for a little to much.

You ask for a little to much things.

[Verse]

Do you remember when I used to be a nerd.

In the corner of the schoolyard, sipping Kuli out of bent drinking straws

However all that was before, creep to those crosses

They are crying that Porsche, while we are smiling in a Toyota.

A true giant is generous.

Die for your friends, or die friendless.

And mama said a crow can't be painted to something else.

But even a crow does a a swallow dive sometimes.

The only dumb with it is when the feathers hit water.

The paint falls off and everything that mom said was true.

I remember well that she said "Cross on the throat, knife in the heart, until I and dad are ash and you are finished with concerts".

[Chorus]

You had a plan for me.

You had a planner.

I fired the planner.

We don't have a plan anymore.

Because you ask for a little too much, ask for a little to much.

You ask for a little to much things.

Ask for a little too much, ask for a little to much.

You ask for a little to much things.

[Outro]

Eat.

Eat your seventh sense.

So eat.

Eat your seventh sense.

So eat.

Eat your seventh sense.

So eat.

Eat your seventh sense.

So eat.

• Artist:Karpe
• Album:Kors på halsen, ti kniver i hjertet, mor og far i døden