you're nobody, melker
your heart beats out your chest
you're nobody, melker
du känner dig lite hemsk
you're nobody, melker
can't pronounce the town you're from
you're nobody, melker
men du saknar honom
you're nobody, melker
28 and counting.
så många killar är så mycket bättre
why even bother trying?
but i still love you, melker
vi ser mycket lika ut
we're nobodies, melker
and soon we're back to soot.
from everywhere
to anywhere
it's only thirty minutes
i wish i can
breathe your air
if only for a minute
crying on your shoulder,
i forgot that you were older
you moved away,
wish you were gay
but i remember when
i heard you say
i'm here for you,
we'll see this through,
it'll be over in a minute
huff huff huff
my nose hurts
my soul hurts
my throat hurts.
i can't hear my own evidence
as i yell and laugh, albeit pretending
that i'm having
the time of my life
huff huff huff.
ears nose and throat.
mucous membranes of the spirit
absorbing through osmosis.
culture, loving, romance
each and every passing second
i want to live that, i want to dream that
but wants become realities
and my purpose is depleted.
huff huff huff.
there once was a fag in the bay
he preferred fag rather than gay
because it cuts to the chase
has a clear face
so watch what you fucking say
i had another dream last night
that i'd forgiven you
everything just felt so right
nothing there was blue
i had another dream last night
you smiled and you were gentle
we never even had a fight
the thought alone was mental
i had another dream last night
that we achieved our dreams
awake, our futures are still bright
though we're different teams
i had another dream last night
i woke up feeling blue
nothing since then has felt alright
and it's all because of you
you called me, i was
intimate with myself,
yet i picked up
you came to me, you were
offering your help,
and i said yes
you laid your head down,
i worried for your health
and i haven't worried
that much before
if i steal a wolf away,
is it still a crime?
to claim him purely for myself
to make him purely mine
babe, sweetie, honey
i'm absolutely fine.
i've seen the way you've glanced at me
the way your eyes meet mine
if i steal a wolf away,
will i still have time—
to be a happy person
and live a happy life?
the falcon soars over mountains
to tell me of the word
that my wolf is sick and dying
i scoff and kill the bird.
can corporations feel?
can they believe in a god? can they eat? can they speak?
what does a corporation look like
and why does a corporation
have more political power
than me, the “citizen”
i can feel
i can believe in a god. i can eat. i can speak.
the space in which i occupy is my person
but why does a person
have less rights
than a stack of papers
than me, the “citizen”
all things loving rot eventually
but the wealth, the money, the impact always stays
to rule the next generation
of those who are living
listen here, my friends
am i guilty in my soul?
am i guilty to the bone?
i feel guilty on my own.
listen here, my friends
half a fraction claims our land
they do not understand
they do not understand
we've poisoned ourselves
to think we are only worthy if we are
fuckable flawless free
but even retouched
i am still so much myself.
but i'll fade to ash and dust
eventually
i don't like you anymore
something happened in my head
instead of being with you
i'd prefer being dead
am i scared? am i sore?
or something in that zone?
instead of boning with you
i'd rather rot to bones
i don't like you anymore
and i realize i'm right
instead of lighting fires
i'd prefer to see the light