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Genius English Translations - Cezinando Mysteriet English Translation Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Through the elements
Welcome in
This nightmare is open-source
Call me in
On the carpet, go into a spin
(Don’t hold back)
It’s almost better below the belt
Already, the Chaddest bird hops out of the nest
Out to steal horses and whip them towards the more extremes
(Big and better)
Their names are Destiny and Ecstasy
Cheers to those we left behind and those we lеt abandon us
The melodramatics and nostalgia have thе same pathos
Fuck the police
Flee the continent, they can’t take us
(Or anything from us)
Until boredom takes us, then we’ll refurnish the chaos
Both kicks and punches from us
Hastened revolutions against a weakened charlatan
We can rest it in this country if everyone sells an organ
I can be trusted like hell
I will save everyone with a magical talisman, uh

[Chorus]
Mmm, then my legs almost slowed down beneath me
When the worst cold got colder
We’re all running from the mystery
Sooner or later, or later
I’ll put the past on hold and it won’t be pretty
With a pistol in my lap, I roll around with the last bullet in the chamber
Let us try to agree
About the fleeting and the eternal
We’re cutting corners, going in circles
Man gets whats deserved
[Verse 2]
Last ice
Rest in peace
Cross-eyed moments of euphoria
He sees it! (he sees it!)
OMG (Oh my god!)
Ergonomic cash, no ATMs
Here there’s exclusively epigones and dilettantes
Informants, houses of crystals taken by elephants
(Must be diamonds)
The adventure bursts at the seams, stitch it together with our dreams
Together with lace edges
Taxidermic fugitives from a secret experiment
Ambiguous preambles with a trendy sentiment
Now the atmosphere is infected
We are all left out of the same will, uh

[Chorus]
Mmm, then my legs almost slowed down beneath me
When the worst cold got colder
We’re all running from the mystery
Sooner or later, or later
I’ll put the past on hold and it won’t be pretty
With a pistol in my lap, I roll around with the last bullet in the chamber
Let us try to agree
About the fleeting and the eternal
We’re cutting corners, going in circles
Man gets whats deserved