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Genius English Translations - Cezinando Grimaser Idiomer For Idioter English Translation Lyrics

I just anticipate something more than it’ll be
But the wind blows another way
And I saw
I saw a picture of myself, I wasn’t 18 anymore
Things were different
I understood a bit too late that it was loneliness that leaned on me
And that’s great
Suddenly nothing was the same
If you carve faces, you can be like them

How many of these days have a price?
How long was Adam in paradise?
I heard that you’ll become wiser with time — I became more dust
It is snickеrs and twist
Catch a bad day like “why not a week in a row?”
Stay inside this week, in the room and paint hеll on the walls
I tried to put my foot down, but it was cold
Don’t hate the player, it isn’t easy to play ball

I feel like a stuntman in a film
That tries to leave work early
I feel like a bird in a labyrinth
I feel like a baby in a mom-blog
I feel like an anteater in an ant hill
And at the same time, like a matchstick in a torchlight
I am a helium balloon in a kid’s hand
Just before it hits the ceiling
I just anticipate something more than what it’ll be
But the wind blows another way
And I saw
I saw a picture of myself, I wasn’t 18 anymore
Some were different
I understood a bit too late that it was loneliness that leaned on me
And that’s great
Suddenly nothing was the same
If you carve faces, you can be like them

It is so quiet in my apartment, you can almost hear a pin drop
I am so bored of being sad, it sucks balls
I was unlucky and managed to slip on a banana
I’m in over my head, like I’m the baptismal child
You don’t get to sell me greener grasses
See how they did Raggen and Cez
I casted all of my core values into the sea
Fuck up your brain chemistry and lose the glow

I feel like a stuntman in a film
That tries to leave work early
I feel like a bird in a labyrinth
I feel like a baby in a mom-blog
I feel like an anteater in an ant hill
And at the same time like a matchstick in a torch light
I am a helium balloon in a kid’s hand
Just before it hits the ceiling
I just anticipate something more than it’ll be
But the wind blows another way
And I saw
I saw a picture of myself, I wasn’t 18 anymore
Things were different
I understood a bit too late that it was loneliness that leaned on me
And that’s great
Suddenly nothing was the same
If you carve faces, you can be like them