Strike, strike, strike, strike. Strike, strike, strike, strike. . You strike, get pissed that is just the way it is. Use your nose to the Millencolin funk sound.
You never wanted to go. You didn't dare to let me know. The luck could turn back to my side. I knew my wishes qualified. So why won't you let me show who I am.
One step forward, two steps back. We're the masters of disaster. Pillow pride and shumway lies. Isn't what you expected. . A solid demon crawls in you.
Yeah, ho, yeah ho ho. . I spend all the weekdays hanging out with you. I guess I haven't got a better thing to do. You give me nothing though I'm happy all the time.