| Det ikk' mig, det ikk' mig, det resten af verden
| It's not me, it's not me, it's the rest of the world
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| Der vender den forkerte vej, sir' han til sit spejl
| There's turning the wrong way, sir' he said to his mirror
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| Finder ingen at bebrejde eller pege fingre af
| Finding no one to blame or point fingers at
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| Når sindets inderste lag slipper sat tag
| When the innermost layer of the mind escapes
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| ??? | ??? |
| sikkerhed, stikker af
| security, runs away
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| Og det går «klik» og ???
| And it goes «click» and ???
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| Og det føles så virkeligt at det blir' det
| And it feels so real that it will
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| Selvom man har venner der vil tale
| Even if you have friends who want to talk
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| Men det et svaghedstegn så han holder det væk
| But it a sign of weakness so he keeps it away
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| Holder tæt, griber bollerne og spiller kæk
| Holds close, grabs the balls and plays smart
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| Man er vel mand selvom man har stemmer fra sin væg
| You are a good man even if you have voices from your wall
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| Eller vinden taler med dig når du holder kæft
| Or the wind talks to you when you shut up
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| Og det startede så småt
| And it started small
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| Med små tankestrenge han ku' styre, han er smart som fuck
| With little strings of thought he can control, he's smart as fuck
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| Men snart hober det sig op
| But soon it piles up
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| Ro der' usynlig for ham selv, men ikk' for hans flok
| Ro there' invisible to himself, but not to his flock
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| Og vi grinte lidt af det, fattede ikk' hva' han fortalte
| And we laughed a little at that, didn't understand what he was saying
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| Satte smil på tvivl, ku' ikk' begribe at manden var fra forstanden
| Put smiles on doubt, couldn't understand that the man was out of his mind
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| Så det gik som det gjorde
| So it went as it did
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| Vi ku' ikk' ta' det, vi battler, men skizofrenien består
| We ku' ikk' ta' it, we battle, but the schizophrenia persists
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| Så smil blev til tårer
| So smiles turned to tears
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| Vi gik fra vanvid når ???
| We went from crazy when ???
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| Livet er hårdt
| Life is tough
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| Jeg holder fast i minder
| I hold on to memories
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| Nedfælder fra dem der glemmer
| Precipitation from those who forget
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| Vi forlod dem, vi forstod dem ikk'
| We left them, we didn't understand them
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| Vi vasker hænder
| We wash hands
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| Forladt af venner
| Abandoned by friends
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| Kæmper med sig selv
| Fighting with himself
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| Vi ka' se fornuften kæntre
| We can see sanity capsize
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| Men har bare ikk' pladsen længere | But just don't have the space anymore |