fimmtudagur, september 25, 2003

Ef eg hef e-n timann fengid afall thegar eg heyrdi eitt lag adan..
var ad hlusta a faith no more og hef hlustad a thennan disk svona 90.000 sinnum
en eg hef aldrei fattad hvers mikid textinn passar vid lif mitt thessa dagana..
sjitturinn sko
..

Get Out


What if there's no more fun to have?
And all I've got is what I had
What if I have forgotten how?
Cut my losses and get out now


Get out right now

There's something stronger than me
There's something I don't want to see
A new thing growing in me


It is the hardest thing to do
To watch it grow on top of you
And see you're just like everyone
No fun


There's something stronger than me
There's something I don't want to see
A new thing growing in me
There's something I don't want to see


I don't speak that language anymore
My blood is not that color anymore
My blood don't shine the same way anymore
I cannot deny it anymore


There's something stronger than me
There's something I don't want to see
Got a new thing growing in me
There's something I don't want to see
There's something stronger than me
There's something I don't want to see
A new thing growing in me...