| Yeah mand, helt uden facade
| Yeah man, completely without a facade
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| Det' min gade-balade
| That's my street trouble
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| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
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| Spar mig, la' vær med at forklare mig, bar' la' mig være alene nu
| Spare me, don't explain to me, bar' leave me alone now
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| Foran spejlet, har bidt alle mine negle ned
| In front of the mirror, have bitten all my nails down
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| Tungt trippende over alle de gange jeg forfejlede
| Heavy tripping over all the times I failed
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| I at være en god mand, han nægtede at blomstre
| In being a good man, he refused to flourish
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| Jeg voksed' op og blev et skizofrent monster
| I grew up to be a schizophrenic monster
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| Med en ånd der er splittet som verden
| With a spirit as divided as the world
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| Jeg leder efter min' personligheder, så jeg ka' lær' at behersk' dem
| I'm looking for my personalities so I can learn to master them
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| Men farer vildt i mit indre i labyrinter
| But getting lost in my interior in labyrinths
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| Som rummer alle de ting, jeg helst ikk' vil erindre
| Which contains all the things I'd rather not remember
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| For det forhindre mig i at finde mig selv
| Because it prevents me from finding myself
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| Bli’r jeg ved på denne måde, vil jeg tænk' mig ihjel
| If I keep going like this, I'll kill myself
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| Så fuck det hele mand, jeg må slappe af
| So fuck it man, I need to relax
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| Jeg ruller en stor fed phillie blunt, jeg kan bappe af
| I roll a big fat phillie blunt I can bap off
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| Inhalerer, eskaperer min bitterhed
| Inhaling, escaping my bitterness
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| Min tro på min skaber vender tilbage som selvsikkerhed
| My faith in my creator returns as self-assurance
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| Jeg ligger ned, lytter til nattens tomhed
| I lie down, listening to the emptiness of the night
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| Jeg er ikke alene, jeg har jo min ensomhed
| I am not alone, I have my loneliness
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| Og for en stund bevarer jeg forstanden
| And for a while I keep my sanity
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| Og stemmerne i mig skriger ikk' længere i munden på hinanden | And the voices in me no longer scream at each other |
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
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| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Jeg er den, jeg er
| I am who I am
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| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
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| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Jeg er den, jeg er
| I am who I am
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| Som barn ku' pædagogen ikk' forklare mine tegninger
| As a child, the teacher couldn't explain my drawings
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| Senere ku' psykologen ikk' afklare mine fortrængninger
| Later, the psychologist could not clarify my repressions
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| De var blinde, ku' ikk' se ind i mit sind
| They were blind, unable to see into my mind
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| Min egen konklusion, det' et deprivations syndrom
| My own conclusion, it' a deprivation syndrome
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| Syg i roen, med andre ord en forbandet
| Sick in rest, in other words a cursed one
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| Andengenerationsnydansker-et-eller-andet
| Second-generation New Danes-something-or-other
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| Mine følelser blandet, skitzofrid individ
| My feelings mixed, schizophrenic individual
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| Min sjæl deler sig, jeg ka' ikk' vælge side så skrid
| My soul is divided, I can't choose a side, so step
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| Lad mig få sindsro, har nu rullet pind to
| Let me have peace of mind, have now rolled stick two
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| En fucked up vane, men god damn, hvor er den indgroet
| A fucked up habit, but damn, how ingrained it is
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| Det er ikk' kun mig der er tusinde andre
| It's not just me, there are thousands of others
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| Dansker og indvandrer' med samme laster og tanker
| Danes and immigrants' with the same vices and thoughts
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| Med en sorg der banker i takt med vores puls
| With a sadness that beats with our pulse
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| Hovedkulds smadrer det vores hjerne og vores korpus
| Headlong, it smashes our brain and our corpus
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| Den indre is vil aldrig tø
| The inner ice will never thaw
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| Jeg sejler min egen sø, til den dag jeg ska' dø
| I sail my own lake until the day I die
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| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
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| Det' for sent nu | It's too late now |
| Jeg er den, jeg er
| I am who I am
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Jeg er den, jeg er
| I am who I am
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| Inden i mig er der en nostalgi, der skriger
| Inside of me there is a nostalgia that screams
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| Som Edvard Munchs malerier
| Like Edvard Munch's paintings
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| Det' mit livs melodi, en bittersød symfoni
| It' the melody of my life, a bittersweet symphony
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| Komponeret over min indre disharmoni
| Composed over my inner disharmony
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| Min mani vil forbli', for ser du
| My mania will remain', for you see
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| Der' noget der holder den fast indeni
| There's something holding it inside
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| Og denne energi skaber den, jeg er
| And this energy creates who I am
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| Denne energi dræber den, jeg er
| This energy is killing who I am
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Jeg er den, jeg er (det' ligemeget, bar' la' mig være alen' nu)
| I am who I am (nevertheless, let me be alone now)
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| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Jeg er den, jeg er (det' ligemeget, bar' la' mig være alen' nu)
| I am who I am (nevertheless, let me be alone now)
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Jeg er den, jeg er (det' ligemeget, bar' la' mig være alen' nu)
| I am who I am (nevertheless, let me be alone now)
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
|
| Det' for sent nu, mit hjerte føles som sten nu
| It's too late now, my heart feels like stone now
|
| Det' for sent nu
| It's too late now
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| Jeg er den, jeg er (det' ligemeget, bar' la' mig være alen' nu) | I am who I am (nevertheless, let me be alone now) |