it started off as the safe way out, to get her there,
just for a while to see that we were cold enough to care.

i appreciate those little things of beauty in everything we've seen.
their way of dancing, drinking, licking with no intention to be mean.

but we moved on with the pact to never return.
their pathetic ear licking made all of us burn.

a little bit of red wine in a place where i once grew,
a little bit of chit chat and a stupid fantasy to make come true.

we fucked the beach and the setting sun,
we found new places where things come undone.

lately i've been thinking that life's a fucking mystery.
i've been beaten, used, they tested me.

i will live to tell that drinking when you shouldn't
sometimes is the way to go.
coz if you never try it then i'll never know.

***

synden straffar sig själv säger hon och skrattar.
men så fucking välbehövligt ändå.
att inte göra som man borde,
utan att göra precis tvärtom.
hickarö, aldrig mer och ändå för alltid.
hästöskatan, med nostalgi och solnedgång.

ja sitten;
mä oon humalassa kokkolassa.
taas.

han blev ledsen på ett vackert sätt.
han sa nuet, fem sekunder, resten är ingenting.
vackra, vackra människor.
två nätter i sträck.
i don't deserve this.