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The lyrics are all written by Mattias Sivell.

BACK IN THE EEC

My soul left for asia
to sell soda in a bar
oh baby maybe I love you too much
you put a knife in to my spine

I'm freaking out on pleasure
ah, here's the movie 'bout Vietnam
the human race a burnin disgrace
no tears will never struck my eyes

I think my soul is kinda famished
heart is beaten
I think my soul is kinda vanished
speech is mind
I think my soul is back in the E E C

My dream's gone for art- school
to be grounded in black and white
and suck the blood out of my mental health
I`m doing time at the end of my spine

My soul is in a capsule
hot-wired in my mouth
long red ribbons across my arms
no tears will never struck my eyes

My love lays in a coma
since then I've lost the pain
but still thereīs a million ways to break
come put a knife in to my spine

  

THE GUIDE TO INNER-PITY

Mother safety am I wrong or wicked
itīs so easy to be slick and in the thick of
eternal puberty wrong-eyed nudity
copulation got its price

Worst fear is to get real near
you build a castle of conventions
and Iīve formed my own religion
strictly based on you

Control means no soul
thatīs why Iīm smiling in the soft cell
in lack of dreams but a new machine
makes reality almost real

Llittle man do the best you can
to fullfill expectations
the market rules and your father plows
while you got stesolid up your ass

The guide to inner-pity
I lay my heart over there
I was born in Void city
and Iīve had my share
I was bred with regression
despair and waste
and outside theese conrete walls
no one will heed my calls

Mun was born in an empty hole
in a fucked-up situation
she knocked on wood because of the neighbourhood
became blind to stand in line

She did her duty
and fell off beauty
while the years were passing through her
a daily reptile a silky necktie
took her milk to the other side

  

SIZOMETER

She wears the smartest face / out there on the dancefloor
that fotogenic race / keep their mottofuckinī motors clean

She trips on ice / just like a little bam-bam-bambi queen
I bet you know / exactly what I mean

Read my mind / Iīm so alone
Iīm cool on this catwalk but I feel so alone

She keeps the sharpest hate / out there in the suburb
when her daughter stays out late / she doesnīt know where to put her steam

She tries to ice it all / down to the level of a machine
donīt we all / know exactly what she means ...by

// read my mind / Iīm so alone
I was cute at college / now I feel so... //

Read me / feel me/ feel my bones / feel my heart / feel my kidneys / feel my liver