Fredags Melankoli Lyrics – Råkall
Singer: Råkall
Title: Fredags Melankoli
Dagar passernade
Veckorna går
Timme efter timme
Mitt förnuft sjunker djupare varje dygn
Gråa dagar som denna med nöd och neppe
Badkar fylld med rakblad
Med min pistol riktad mot mitt huvud
Känner viljan att trycka blir allt mer sann
Melankoli till fredagsmys
Inse vad som är förståndigast
Ta sitt förnuft till fånga
Död för egen hand
Tappa kampen mot dig själv
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Fredags Melankoli – English Translation
Days Passenger
The weeks go.
Hour after hour
My sense drops deeper every day
Gray days like this with distress and neppe
Baths filled with razor blades
With my pistol directed toward my head
Feel the desire to push is becoming increasingly true
Melancholy to Fridaysmys
Realize what is the anointest
Listen to reason
Death for own hand
Drop fight against yourself
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Lyrics Råkall – Fredags Melankoli
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