Verse 1] In all of my life I have been talking 'bout the bright side. Now here I am, and I'm sucking on a nail to my coffin. My own words hit me like a drive-by. I'm a nice guy, but it aches when I'm coughing. I'm wondering why I'm still fucking with the signs. I'm gone 'fore I know it if I just keep strugglin' for nothing. My own thoughts hit me like they're Mike Ty. Up again, tougher than the roughest man strugglin'. [Verse 2] Praise Lord, I feel an awesome idea. It falls onto me, it's all so surreal. I face forward, it's clear, the grey's colored, the tears embrace love, and I'm here to chase songs that I hear. (Strugglin' wild to get the fire to light my-) It plays loud in my ear and may not disappear. It's fateful, like Romeo, if I were to be Shakespeare, and it calls for the fear of failing. I'm trying hard, but it grows over me and halfway I'm bailing. [Chorus] Strugglin' wild to get a dollar, but I find I'm broke. Strugglin' wild to find tobacco, but it's all been smoked. Strugglin' wild to find a guy with a lighter, but he's gone. Strugglin' wild to get the fire to light my cigarette, light my cigarette, light my- [Verse 3] Days pass and I'm trapped in a maze, strapped to a turtle I raise hands and I say it's like racetracks circlin'. That is the way, that's what I do, that's how I deal with life, but if I want to be someone I need to step it up and find my way. I have been chillin' too much, I can admit it. I should have been making a lot of shit, but I just didn't. I have two concept albums, hip-hop and indie rock, but it was too much of a struggle with smoking some fucking shit up. [Chorus]

[Verse 1] Every night, open eyes, and I'm wide awake. My mind is composing music, and I find it great. I write down every note, every chord, and I steal it, that is the least that I can do when kept from sleeping. My heart is beating with a BPM of ninety-nine, and my brain is screaming; just go back to sleep, you child of mine. My body's weeping cause it seems that he is as frightened as I am, and I'm not lying when I say I'm crying cause I [Chorus] I take my clothes off when I go to bed, but that's the only thing that I can put on hold. I'm ready for another flight to hell, so come and show me what you've got. [Verse 2] I guess I'm over-thinking dreams that are too far away. Like every night and every day I either dream, or fall and pray. And so they mean it's all a game, but I still plan to call and say that I will fight for what I find is worth a fight. Complicated? Wouldn't say it ain't, but neither that it is. You feel me? I try to play it nice but still there's haters hating on my feelings. But I will make it right, some day I will take it high. Dear God in the heavens, please let me up into the sky. [Chorus] [Bridge] My world is spinning, I cannot find control, can't find myself, and I cannot find my goal. I'm lost in darkness, but I believe in hope. My carousel mind is eating on my soul. [Chorus] And so I'm spinning like a carousel faster and faster, and I cannot find control. I wasn't ready for this flight to hell, but now you've shown me what you got.

[Verse 1] Every time I open my mouth and start to talk, they're like "Oh my..." (Oh my God...) I feel like people don't understand that I'll be alright. (I'll be alright...) I can spend the rest of my days at home, you know I don't mind. (Cause this is all I care about...) I've got tunes, I've got words, and listen as they combine. (Some day I'll turn a star...) [Pre-Chorus] Society and I weren't made for each other cause I want to make music, I don't want to have a gotta-gotta. And my mama wants her son to have a job, but I know I'll be the rising son one day. [Chorus] They say get a job, work hard every day so you've got food on the table, and your bills are paid. Get a job, work hard every day until your heart starts aching and you're fading away. Get a job, work hard every day I say morr, mori-mori, mo-mori-mo-mori mae. [Verse 2] They say I'm dreaming and I'm losing control, I better wake up. (Better wake up...) Yeah, and don't bother climb cause there ain't not a way up. (Not a way up...) One da-a-ay, I say. (But the society is stubborn, you've got to get a job and work...) No wa-a-ay, I say. I know the rules, you don't have a clue, I can play it cool and I can pull it through. [Pre-Chorus] So we weren't made for each other cause I want to make music, I don't want to have a gotta-gotta. And my papa wants his son to have a job, but I know I'll be the rising son one day. [Chorus] [Verse 3] I don't want to work nine-to-five and fly through life safe. I know we're all gonna die some day, so life should be a paradise cause it's all such a short ride I'd rather spend my days at home and try to change the world with crazy tunes and words combined and some day I will earn my place in this cursed jail. In which I've walked the green mile since first grade. It burns my face to hear "get a job man, you need to survive" cause I don't want to be no slave for no man with a wife and kids and house, and money that he can't even spend. He's got no time for vacation, got no time for no friends. He's got no life at all, but that is life for all except me; I'd rather make some music that will bite you all. Cause this Swede's got talent, I defeated my challenge and believed I would shine; listen at me now. [Chorus]

[Verse 1] Lately I've been feeling down, like I need to get my crown right, but nothing seems to add up the way I try to bounce. I've been flying over mountains at night, I've been touching the sky just to find I'm asleep. Am I weak? Do I need a break from the beat? Is it too much to enjoy, is it too much to believe in? But as of right now, I'm living in my mind. It's just me, my music, and the terrifying I. [Chorus] I've been talking 'bout quitting my job for almost 7-8 weeks. But there's not thoughts in it at all, it's just my lovely old desire of chasing dreams. It doesn't matter how crazy it seems, cause the job that I have just reminds me of how I feel. [Post-Chorus] That's just the way it is. That's the way y'all miss. That's the way it is, and I don't need no kiss good bye cause Imma stay til' I die. That's the way it is tonight. [Verse 2] So if I do take a break from the music I'll spend a couple weeks doing nothing but confusing myself; being used by my head, and abusing my talent in a way I refuse to let happen. If it doesn't... Fuck it, it will. Maybe not, but my job is not the problem, I don't need to fucking stop. You can think that I have failed, but you're wrong if you do. I'm creating night, day. Razor sharp. Boom! [Chorus] I've been thinking 'bout leaving the town for just a couple of weeks. Just let the moment come embrace me and maybe I will find my way, and maybe some belief. Cause I've been praying for the rest to see who I am, what I can do, and who I'd want to be. [Post-Chorus] That's just the way it is. That's the way y'all miss. That's the way it is, and I don't need no kiss good bye cause Imma stay til' I die. That's the way it is tonight. [Verse 3] I know that I have got so much more than you can see, than you can hear or feel in a million beats. I guess that it must be a curse, at least that's how it seems. I can't put it all on MP3. But the thing is, I'm not really a fighter. So how can I go on if I won't follow my desire? And how can I be one with life, when it's putting me aside? Still, I know that one day I'll be back, and I'll be brighter. I'll be shining like the sun, I'll be heavier than whales. I'll be dope like Bellion, and ridin' all the waves from America to Wales - both ways. So holler if you see me and my name, don't let shit go to waste. Am I crazy, or what? That's my dream. No matter if you say that it ain't gonna happen, I'll try beating myself to death before I consider surrendering. Ain't that the spirit, then I'm gone. [Chorus] I've been planning on leaving the time in a couple of weeks. Just let the universe catch up with me, while I'll be rolling up and down the streets. My future is-a built upon beats and the thoughts that I have, that reminds you of how I feel. And I hope that one day I can be free to let whatever comes to me be real, to feel the love I give as I live the dream. My life is-a built upon wills, and the lyrics I write to remind you that everything's- [Post-Chorus] That's just the way it is. That's the way y'all miss. That's the way it is, and I don't need no kiss good bye cause Imma stay til' I die. That's the way it is tonight. Man, I hope that one day I can be free to let whatever comes to me be real, to feel the love I give as I live the dream. My life is-a built upon wills, and the lyrics I write to remind you that everything's great.

[Verse 1] Wait for the echo in a room full of silence to tell you that it's fine, then save your heart and all your wishes, love and peace and kisses. They will take you to a bed in a room full of music and it will be alright. Just pray that every moment that you witness isn't just a vision. [Verse 2] It could disappear in seconds if you like, or it could hold your hand as you walk the line. Take a steady aim for the sky and fire, fire on. Let it play you like you're a Pink Floyd-vinyl. Close your eyes and you'll feel you're flying high. Remember the time only makes you shine like a (crazy) diamond. [Pre-Chorus] Hey... what if it's all a dream? Then what about how I feel about the world beneath my feet, and the words I scream? [Chorus] Leave me... (let me go) Feel me... (you need to know) My nerves are all too weak... Believe me... (you need to know) Release me... (let me go) My life's a fallen leaf... (why?) [Verse 3] Grey, like a rainbow that fades into darkness, attacks like a shark, erasing all of the colors we remember, memory is ember like grenades have been thrown and there's nothing to show but a fire so cold it breaks a lot of hearts and lot of tempers; angriness is endless. [Verse 4] It could disappear in seconds if you like, or it could show the meaning of walk of life. Get ready for the pain as it strikes like lightning, lightning bolts. Let it play you like you're a Pink Floyd-vinyl. Open your eyes and you'll see you're smiling wide. Remember the time only buries light, go and fight them. [Pre-Chorus] Hey... what if we can't escape? Then what about all the tales of the worms eating into the brains, and all the words to say? [Chorus] [Bridge] Don't believe in miracles cause they're gone, it's all too late now. The faster it happens, the faster it's over, the faster I'm home right where I'm safe, and that's where I'll stay. So leave me. So leave me. [Chorus] [Post-Chorus] Hey... what if it's all a dream? Then what about how I feel about the world beneath my feet, and the words I scream?

[Verse 1] Leaves are flying all around. I'm watching through the window cause I don't like the wind. Oh no, I don't. They end up falling on the ground as autumn turns to winter. Still I'm thinking it's alright. [Pre-Chorus] But I'm bound to sit here and watch the world. Whether rain is coming or it all starts to burn there is nothing else that I'd rather want to do than to sit here thinking about myself; about you and how we sang [Hook] lie, la-lie, la-lie... it's gonna be alright... lie, la-lie, la-lie... it's not gonna be alright... [Verse 2] People talk about a question no one finds an answer to. Speculations are penetrating our brains, and names are linked to shame. Leaves are flying all around me, still I'm able just to see who is fading, and who is standing up straight; again we see a way. [Pre-Chorus] I don't know why you're running from the fight. You can prove your innocence, but yet you run and hide. Lady, it's so clear, you're exposed inside the light. Just pick up the key to all your secrets, and reveal your life instead of singing [Hook] [Chorus] Change not the story, don't sway back and forth. You can take medication but there ain't not a cure. And a vague allegory remains unexplored. Don't you dare start a fight if you are not ready for war. [Verse 3] Take it up, take it up a notch. Just click on the plus, raise the volume in the bus. Cause Andrew is gonna tell you what it was, and what it became when it changed and every single bit of trust disappeared like it was just a piece of dust. Isn't the fear just a little bit of us? You're the same but different. You play without listening. And the price is paid, but nothing in your life's missing. So I write now because you were dissing my nephews. You said you'd changed but there were less you as you claimed all the change you could find. We were blind for not knowing and not going to fight. And then every single penny you had was spent on your fucking mirror; the money eating bandits and it's bad, isn't it? Listen as I rap it. Yeah, the truth always comes out, and that's it. [Hook] [Chorus]

[Verse 1] I had my life planned. I knew where I was aiming. At the horizon. Supposed to be the greatest. Alone and flying. Me and my mind racing. But great heights can make you alive - face it. I didn't know that I was so afraid of heights until I flew up in the air and only saw the clouds so white. I didn't know that I was mortal; had no respect for time until I flew up in the air and saw the sky, and thought I'd die. If I had died before... say, would it really matter? Say, would the sky be yellow? Would it be nicer weather? Before nobody saw me and before I felt the pressure. Before I realised I'm trapped inside of my own flesh. I'm a little nervous 'bout the feelings that I feel and I believe there is a purpose with this dream that I achieved. I don't know yet what it means but at least I'm being free. Tell me now, is that the reason that I'm miserable? I see... [Chorus] I thought I wasn't ever gonna die. (Gonna die, gonna-gonna die-die, gonna-) I thought I wasn't ever gonna smile again. (Gonna smile, gonna-gonna smile-smile, gonna-) I thought I wasn't ever gonna fly away. (Gonna fly, gonna-gonna fly-fly, gonna-) But now it seems it's happening. (I'll die smiling, I'm gonna die smiling, I'm-) [Verse 2] I had my life planned. At least I thought I had it. I was the fire burning the night away, then it burned my mind dead. I didn't seem to take control of this whole thing blowing me away. Let it blow me away, (let it do what it feel like) let it stay or let it go, (let it do what it feel like) let it scream or let it say, (let it do what it feel like) let it shine, let it glow, let it show me the way like- The way I'm going I feel like I'm glowing. I am here, and I'm on, and I'm feeling quite gone. Should I give it all away and start to walk back home? Man, I can't, cause I've changed. Ain't nobody ever know me anymore. If I would have gone another road, would it feel better? Would I be writing something else than a good bye-letter? This negativity's so far above my head that I'm planning a vendetta. I'm crashing on Landvetter cause [Chorus]

[Part 1: The Perspective of an Ant] [Intro] "If life was a junkie, Death would be the dealer, and you would be the needle they share. If life was a game of poker, Death would still be the dealer, but you wouldn’t have any money left to play." [Verse A-1] Time is like a smuggler; the only honest thief. One moment laughing and playing, living in a dream. Then suddenly you wake up, and it’s time to serve the queen. No longer can you remember the thoughts of being free. You say, ‘Nostalgia is no longer what it used to be.’ [Interlude] "I recall it being a sunny day. Beautiful views for the happy, terrifying for the weak, and to me… devastating.” [Verse B-1] Can you see the kid without no friends? He’s walking with his hands in his pocket and all he need’s a chance but as he turns his head there’s a knock and he’s back inside his fantasy. The world is big, and he’s an ant who’s dreaming. ‘What’s the deal?’, I cry. What’s the big fucking deal? [Verse A-2] I’m haunted by the sunlight and chased into the darkest times where no one can hear me or see me and that’s my biggest fright. The sun is growing smaller and the darkness makes me blind. I long for the day all my wishes come true and I can fly. I say, ‘It’s never too late to paint the grey old sky.’ [Chorus] Look at me through a magnifying glass and you can see the tears on my cheeks. Look at me running slowly through the grass, the darkest deep. But it’s still the same old oxygen we breathe. [Part 2: The Perspective of a Musician] [Intro] "I remember when I first wrote this song. It was in a dream I had. The dream is long forgotten, though, but the feelings remain." [Rap] I believe I’m just a detuned note in a symphony of C. Beathoven, I need beats over me or I’ll leave these doldrums in the speed of rhymes freezing over me and all my beats are frozen. I’m composing cause it is the best way to express how I feel. I can’t talk about it, scream about it, neither can I breathe. I’m a freak, you might say. I feel the high pain. I can bleed, and I can die right away. [Verse B-2] Listen, if you dare, to the song of my darkest dreams. Feel the low piano, hear the strings and the torment screams. The silence is deafening, the fire is definitely me. And as you think nothing is alright, I’ll tell you that I’m fine just so I can go on with my life. [Interlude] "Life is like any other poem ever written; it has an end." [Bridge] So painfully beautiful, my sweet agony. I’m clearly confused but I try to act naturally. Is it really okay? I thought my view was blocked, but now it’s clear that it’s just blurry. A mental crucifixion, though a little pain can’t hurt me. But we’re not talking about pain. We’re talking ‘bout a force more powerful and evil. [Chorus] Look at me on this stage inside the spotlight. Can you see the tears on my cheeks? Look at me, hear me singing ‘bout the magic of a dream. But it’s still the same old oxygen we breathe. [Interlude] “My feelings are like the Elephant Graveyard… Taken over, and ruled, by dumb hyenas constantly laughing at my soul. Then what am I supposed to feel? And how am I supposed to feel? It feels like they aren’t even my feelings anymore." Guitar solo “Do the dead ever dream of a life in peace?” [Part 3: The Perspective of a Butterfly] [Intro] “Did we ever cross the lines? Did we ever infiltrate our minds? We were enemies to ourselves. We were running like the sand in an hourglass." [Verse A-3] Youth is like a prison, thin walls reveal the light. As soon as you’re grown, you are bound to spread your wings and fly. But does it really matter, which road you choose to go? What if it's all just a joke, and life's a friendly foe? Then we are soldiers, and the time is a war we can not win. And it gets colder, and lonelier as the end begins. And then we’re thinking, ‘bout the dreams that we never did achieve, and how we wasted the part of our lives when we were free. “We lost it all together." [Verse B-3] Fighting every day made me change, thought it’d make me proud. Flying in the sky was my way but I hit the ground. Music was my fate but I made not a single sound. Not everybody wants to be up high, I’d rather be alone at the bottom than be flying too high. [Interlude] “I believe it’s called ‘love’, but I don’t know how it’s spelled. I have never seen it in writing, I’ve only overheard people talking about it. Love… I have no idea what it might be." [Chorus] Look at me through binoculars, and maybe you can see the tears on my cheeks. Look at me flying high above the roofs above the streets, but it’s still the same old oxygen we breathe. Guitar solo “How does it feel not being able to feel?" [Verse B-4] I’d be an ant if it wasn’t for the great desire. And I’ll be damned if I’m staying in the great deep sky, yeah. I thought I wasn’t but I really am afraid of heights. I know my dream is up at the top, high. But I would rather go with the flow than to fly to paradise. [Interlude] “I’ve been sad for so long I cannot remember what it’s like to be happy. I’d like to refer to it as 'unfocused fear’." [Outro] Cold, so cold, so cold, so cold. So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold. “It’s really nothing but poems from a former life."