A keresés eredménye

When

When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
 
I guess one just wants it, always a bigger gig
It’s not enough at all, the piece of cake you’re cutting
Looking for a new goal, always a new opportunity to be
Faster, prettier, smarter, stronger
Can always be better, a perfect package
More confident than others, a much stronger status
Living the “when” life, always ?
Slowly eventually the cry gets let out
No matter what you say, even if you give a sample
My version of mindfulness is getting wasted (cheers)
You can only say “what if” if no one ever bosses you around (boss)
You relax when you have a Rolex, money makes you relax
 
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
 
What do you have in your calendar
What should I say
If I’m depressed for a couple more years
What would be the deadline that my vices wouldn’t pass
My everyday life in quarantine, majestetically under anesthesia
Pulled myself up by my bootstraps but got left hanging
When life isn’t just strawberries, blankets and dandelions
I guess no one can help themselves
I burn my bridges behind me so well it’s burning in front of me too
Looking at the future slowly inching forward
When, when, when I’ll have something better to give
 
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
 
Distrainting my own potential
Ran through years without seeing the goal
Chased, chased, chased mental balance
After it all, all I feel is rage
My mother called me and asked if I had the time to see her
But schoolwork and the album just had to get done
Now they’re done but my mother no longer lives
And I wonder if they really had to get done
 
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
When I get rid of my addiction
When I get out of school
When nothing I don’t have no longer tempts me
When I get out of my sins
Get out of boring days
When people are proud of me
When, when, when
 

Nonsense

It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It's easy to keep a promise if you never promise anything
I will keep on telling these stories endlessly
I add a bit of colour so that the story would have more nuances
I paint pictures that nobody understands
The hands of an artist, don't believe it if you don't see it
Story has my back so the rules don't apply
 
I polish my halo
I soar free, but it's just the exterior
I avoid responsibilities
As if I didn't remember, sorry for causing concern
Everything can be found from the same swamp, this is getting out of hand
Who will check the sources, the remains of the truth on the table
If you ask where I'm going
I take a deep breath
Promise is easy to keep if you never promise anything
 
It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It keeps getting bigger
but they believe anything
I just don't want to get caught
Why can't you catch me
 
If you look me deep in my semi blue eyes
You'll see that I'm afraid of revealing my lies
I keep up the exterior and rot on the inside at the same time
I'm only a short man of my word
Dad look at your child, apple fell bad from the tree
I talk my mouth shitty, shit coming out from my mouth
Pathological rubbish, nonsense
Smooth talker doesn't see anything else, continues gold digging
 
I swear half
Speak with empty plastic words
With the same words I've been forgiven my bad behavior
I fall but I don't regret it
I just make up another story
I harden but I don't regret it
And I don't know what I want
 
It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It's better to not swear on it
I tell lies
White lies
Beginnings of huge lies
I've gotten away with them
And I always deny everything
 
It keeps getting bigger
but they believe anything
I just don't want to get caught
Why can't you catch me
 

What would I do in Malaga?

Even though it hasn't always been luxurious, I've lived here since I was a kid, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
 
Apartment is small but rent is high
I could just barely fit the bed in it
Downstairs' neighbour renovates and drinks
For some reason is always doing the laundry at midnight
Building's rules are rarely obeyed
You can feel, hear and see the atmosphere
Familiar faces in the park 24/7
Everything is within a distance of a kilometer
 
Here I am, here I will stay
Every night I see the same street from my window
I don't have any friends on the other side of the sea
What the fuck would I do there on my own then?
Malaga, Havana, Las Palmas, Panama
Nice to visit but even nicer to come back
Savela, Ogeli, Käpylä, Kallio 1
You can say what you want but this is my home
 
No need for a vacation, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
No need for a vacation, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
 
Even though it hasn't always been luxurious, I've lived here since I was a kid, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
Even though the streets are shabby, they are full of people I know, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
 
The night of the castle sucked me in 2
Once again I was quite drunk
Greeting people and saying hi
Once again spending the whole winter completely pale
But maybe it's my own fault
Malaga and Villa Romantica got left behind
The grass isn't greener on the other side of the hill
Home with Tempur's space ship 3
 
No more of the hotel's bacon
I'm feeling the concrete scenery of my city
Forget about the view of the sea already
Again smelling my neighbours' weed
Just hanging out, you get it
Chilling with snus 4
I lead the game from my couch
The tycoon of Kallio: Ric Flair (Woo)
 
No need for a vacation, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga?
I'm doing hella good at home
 
Even though it hasn't always been luxurious, I've lived here since I was a kid, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
Even though the streets are shabby, they are full of people I know, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
 
Sweet home Ala-Malmi 5
Winter coming back in spring doesn't bother me
What I can't find here I don't need it
There's no Mona Lisa or Big Ben
Mount Everest or the Eiffel tower
The folk music here is heavy metal
Why leave when you're already there?
 
Even though it hasn't always been luxurious, I've lived here since I was a kid, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
Even though the streets are shabby, they are full of people I know, a-ha
I'm doing hella good at home
Hella good at home
Yeah, what would I do in Malaga? I'm doing hella good at home
 

• 1. Districts in Helsinki, Ogeli's real name is Oulunkylä
• 2. I don't know what he is referring to with the night of the castle (or at a castle?), might be some kind of inside thing or an event
• 3. Tempur is some kind of mattress company
• 4. a tobacco product
• 5. also a district in Helsinki

Do I recall it wrong?

Do I recall it wrong but did we sleep in bed whole Sunday?
Did you smile ever time you got it?
Are memories always gilded by time?
 
It's like years ago when we met
In the front of the mall a uncomfortable hug
I've been longing the past time, secretly
Forgetting everything that I do not want back
I wonder if it's time to send you a sms? (no)
I wonder if it's time to heat it up again a bit? (no)
Should I let it go and see what comes? (no)
Should not think about things at time of day (us)
Easier to say that than to do it
It's a coincidence that I dropped by into the same place with you
But our split was no coincidence
I can't believe I'm falling again to nostalgy
Well what can you do, my memory is not perfect to pick
It keeps reminding all the good stories
It wasn't walk in a park, quite a bit opposite
So tell me how it went, kikidi Karri Koira
 
Do I recall it wrong but did we sleep in bed whole Sunday?
Did you smile ever time you got it?
Are memories always gilded by time?
Do I recall it wrong but did we fight whole Monday?
Who would clean it up, do I miss that back really?
 
Note from unpaid electricity, that's last memory of you and me
I guess it got forgotten, like lots of other stuff
I'm not broken anymore but a bit scarred by you
Well exactly it's not totally your fault that I can't give up
Not hoping that I could bring it back
those times laying in bed with no problems
Eating pizza and checking out all nature tv-shows
Journey thru Himalaya, from top to bottom
Fast as hell
We were not able to climb back up that fast ever
But we did it anyway so many times
At last we didn't just have stamina for doing it once more
We paid that relationship dearly
I should look forward instead, but still I hope it would not had broken down
 
Do I recall it wrong but did we sleep in bed whole Sunday?
Did you smile ever time you got it?
Are memories always gilded by time?
Do I recall it wrong but did we fight whole Monday?
Who would clean it up, do I miss that back really?
 
Yea I did get your sms but I ain't gonna reply
I can't let the old feelings get back again
Eventhough I remember you everytime I hear Drake's music
I know I cannot live with you no more
You got a new one, all is good, no point screw up things, you don't belong to me
We know that pretty well, yup
We were happy but there's a reason for why we broke up
 
Do I recall it wrong but did we sleep in bed whole Sunday?
Did you smile ever time you got it?
Are memories always gilded by time?
Do I recall it wrong but did we fight whole Monday?
Who would clean it up, do I miss that back really?
 
Do I recall it wrong but did we sleep in bed whole Sunday?
Did you smile ever time you got it?
Are memories always gilded by time?
Do I recall it wrong but did we fight whole Monday?
Who would clean it up, do I miss that back really?