Lyrics of Befri Dit Liv - L.O.C.

Befri Dit Liv (original)

Befri dit liv
Fyr den af, som om din ligvogn bli’r cabriolet
Den her er til dit helbred, til ikk' at stå i kø, yeah
Det lykkedes at bli' til absolut intet helt uden at forsøge
Vi har kun én ting
Og det' aldrig gi’r to fucks
Natten er beskidt og intelligent
Men du insisterer på at være dum og smuk
Vi ku' ordinere himmelflugten
Med natklub, nadver og selvskade
Så vi ka' dans' natten væk ligesom idioter
Til sange med platte franske omkvæd
Det' så hårdt at vær' ung
For man risikerer ligefrem at gå hen og bli' gammel
Og du 'så moderigtig, aldrig blevet voksen
Dit lille grimme fuck, tag dig sammen
Smukke weekendjunkie
Bar' en skam, at du ikk' tør OD
Når du elsker at danse på knivsægget
Uden mod nok til at skub' lortet ind
Jeg troed', at du ment' det
Troed', du ku' flyve ligesom Strunge
Troed', du var ligeglad, forstod at vi lige her
Er tætter' end vi nogensind' er kommet
Var vi ikk' frygtløse?
Siden hvornår blev vi bang' for en skid?
Juliet, åh, min Juliet
La' os bland' lemonaden op med cyanid
Du marcherer op og ned ad boulevarden
Med alt der ku' være ligemeget
Og jeg forvented' noget mer' af den sam' fucking tur
Ja, det' min fejl
Fuck det der fornemme pis
Hvorfor ikk' bare gå hel' vejen?
Bind dit ego om øjnene, og flyv ind i T-krydset
Helt uden at dreje
Og hun si’r: «Bliv lidt endnu
For jeg ta’r nok snart herfra»
Og jeg si’r: «Det tvivler jeg på
For du' så bang' for at vær' alen', at du ikk' tør gør' det lort selv», ja-ja
Du si’r hele tiden: «Befri dit liv», yeah
Fyr den af, som om din ligvogn bli’r cabriolet
Den her er til dit helbred, til ikk' at stå i kø, yeah
Det lykkedes at bli' til absolut intet helt uden at forsøge
Hvorfor er du her endnu?
Gør dog noget
Var der ikk noget, du sku'?
Hva' end du gør, må du ikk' kom' for sent til din samtal' med Gud

(translation)

Liberate your life
Fire it off as if your hearse is a convertible
This one is for your health, not to stand in line, yeah
Succeeded in becoming absolutely nothing completely without trying
We only have one thing
And it never gives two fucks
The night is dirty and intelligent
But you insist on being stupid and beautiful
We could prescribe the ascension
With nightclub, supper and self-harm
So we can 'dance' the night away like idiots
For songs with flat French choruses
It's hard to be young
Because you even risk going and getting old
And you're so fashionable, never grown up
Your little ugly fuck, pull yourself together
Beautiful weekend junkie
It was a shame you did not dare OD
When you love to dance on the knife edge
Without enough courage to push the shit in
I thought you meant it
Thought you could fly like Strunge
Thought ', you did not care, understood that we are right here
Is closer 'than we ever' have come
Weren't we fearless?
Since when did we get scared of shit?
Juliet, oh, my Juliet
Let's mix 'the lemonade up with cyanide
You march up and down the boulevard
With everything that could be the same
And I was expecting 'something more' from that sam 'fucking trip
Yes, that's my fault
Fuck that upscale piss
Why not just go all the way?
Tie your ego around your eyes and fly into the T-junction
Completely without turning
And she says, "Stay a little longer
Because I'll probably leave here soon »
And I say, 'I doubt it
Because you 'so scared' to be 'alone' that you do not 'dare' do that shit yourself », yes-yes
You keep saying, "Liberate your life," yeah
Fire it off as if your hearse is a convertible
This one is for your health, not to stand in line, yeah
Succeeded in becoming absolutely nothing completely without trying
Why are you here yet?
Do something though
Wasn't there something you should do?
Whatever you do, do not be late for your conversation with God