Elke oggend is ek in die hel, ek word wakker en die vlamme brand my vel. sal ek ooit rerig kan opstaan, en nie my bed mis nie? gee my alkahol, gee my
dat ek stuk-vir-stuk My (reg) by my keel af druk Drink nou hierdie bloed van my Dis al wat ek het wat jy kan kry Spesiaal my are vir jou oopgesny En
onbewus dat ek stuk-vir-stuk My (reg) by my keel af druk Drink nou hierdie bloed van my Dis al wat ek het wat jy kan kry Spesiaal my are vir jou oopgesny
Al die fucked-up kinders rook Maar kyk mooi, daar is iets ander fout En ek wil beter verstaan Wat is die oorsprong van my haat En nou's dit 6 jaar later
onbewus dat ek stuk vir stuk my hart by my keel afdruk drink nou hierdie bloed van my, dis al wat ek het wat jy kan kry ek het spesiaal my are vir jou
Kan jy my skroewe vir my vasdraai? Kan jy my albasters vir my find? Kan jy jou idee van normaal By jou gat opdruk? Kan jy? Kan jy Aberdeen spel? Kan
As 'n vliegtuig sou kon val bo-op Tygerberg vanaand sou ek al my voornemings oorweeg dis makliker om in te gee voor die tradisiemasjien jou kom haal
ek vat jou saam soos 'n storie sonder storielyn ons harte poes toe van pyn en ek hardloop en skree mislei my nog een keer is dit rerig nodig om soos jy
Kom ons sing oor kuier op Stellenbosch met rooiwyn en sigarette sit ons in 'n minimumveiligheidstronk kom ons sing oor presteer in 'n sisteem van gehoorsaamheid
I always knew this day would come We'd be standing one by one With our future in our hands So many dreams so many plans Always knew after all these years
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Sometimes we give it all up just for love Just to find out that it wasn't love at all sometimes, sometimes Sometimes you want somebody in our bed So bad
If I had no more time No more time left to be here Would you cherish what we had? Was I everything that you were looking for? If I couldn't feel your
Told me, darling, that you had to go Done take your money, I don't care no more I know you're happy, try to get along Money won't change you Money won
You'll walk unscathed through musket fire No ploughman's blade will cut thee down No cutless wound will mark thy face And you will be my ain true love
I woke up early this morning around 4 a.m. With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate I pulled the covers over my head and tried to
The sky is too high to paint tonight The wind is too strong to hold on to I climb on your roof and call out your name But somebody stole my silver shoes
When I think back on these times And the dreams we left behind I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed to get to have you in my life When I look back on these