sjuk = heim = kjedli

Har hvert sjuk og hjemme idag, så jeg har kjedet meg så mye at jeg har skrevet 2 nye sanger xD

Lurer egentli på om jeg skal lage beat og melodi til sangene mine og synge dæm inn :p
Men jeg vet ikke helt om jeg tørr ;o

My Life

My life.

I’m like everybody else
I got a own head, own body and my own will
So chill out with your pathetic words about you decide over me, about what I’m going to do and everything.
You speak only bullshit, If someone have the full right to make a decision it is me,
Sp let this be,
This fight you can never win
I will never bow down for someone like you
I will rather kill myself that listen to your words
Cus this is my life, my body, not yours!

I decide what is bad or good for me
So let your bullshit be
Can’t you see, that I own this body, this soul
It will always be my life,
Or, sometimes my wife
But that doesn’t count
You fucking cunt
Tell me what I’m going to do one more time, I promise you that I will haunt you down
I will kill you on my own
This is my life.

My life, my happiness, my memories, my style, my voice, my song
For this world I will never be gone
I have done some wrong this in life, but it was my choice
Even though I regret, it is my secret.
I will keep what I have
And I have me
So let it be,
I will never let someone take or control my life,
I say it one more time

I decide what is bad or good for me
So let your bullshit be
Can’t you see, that I own this body, this soul
It will always be my life,
Or, sometimes my wife
But that doesn’t count
You fucking cunt
Tell me what I’m going to do one more time, I promise you that I will haunt you down
I will kill you on my own
This is my life.


This time it is about me, not you
And it’s true
So shut up
Before i give you an upper cut
You fucking slut,
You man whore
So shut up fool
I’m not a tool,
You think you are cool,
But you are only cruel,
My life is mine and mine only
You can go home and feel lonely
Cus no one thinks you are cool anymore
Just like Al’ gore

I decide what is bad or good for me
So let your bullshit be
Can’t you see, that I own this body, this soul
It will always be my life,
Or, sometimes my wife
This is my life.
My life, yeah, that’s right, MY life.
This life belong to me,
My life.


made by: Kenta

I'm Sick

I’m sick
I don’t know where to start
But I think I have a problem with my heart,
It is black, I have smoked too much crack,
I can feel my anger my sadness
I it never going to get less
My anger grows, it is like i got a monster inside
I his just trying to hide,
To the right time, he breaks out
I shout, in pain
I feel the poison in my vein

I’m sick
I’m just a little dick,
A bad boy who is full of anger
When the rage gets to high
I get wings, I fly to the sky
It grows horn on my forehead
I’m feeling dead
I blackout and awakes in my bed
I’m Sick

My heart beats fast
If this last
I’m sure to be doomed
My heart is cold
My mind is growing old
Every morning the cops get to my door
They take handcuffs on my hands
Take me to a cell
I can’t handle the smell, I get angry
And the this story goes on and on
Cus I’m sick

I’m sick
I’m just a little dick,
A bad boy who is full of anger
When the rage gets to high
I get wings, i fly to the sky
It grows horn on my forehead
I’m feeling dead
I blackout and awakes in my bed
I’m Sick

All this problems i have
All this anger, the sadness
Badness, all this hate, at this rate, my body can’t handle it
Not even a bit, shit..
All this because of you
All your lies, all your secrets about your past
I feel sorry for you, but all your lies over this last 6 years
No I know I never have known you, and it fills my eyes with tears
I only known the one you wanted to be..
I you can’t even see, that your lies make my sick.
Sick I am, I’m sick, I just need one click, to become a totally dick,
I just need one kick, and I will transform
To a monster who is well known
This risk is on your own,
Cus I’m sick, sick I will be for a time, I need some space, need some rest, to get the pieces to repair.

made by: Kenta