Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ote , by - Pyhimys. Song from the album Pettymys, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.08.2015
Record label: Johanna Kustannus
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Ote(original) |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Jos mä joskus tuun hymyillen lahjapaketin kans sun ovelle |
| Niin siel on pala mun aivoja |
| Ku kai se ois taivaan autuus |
| Jos ei tulis niit kelailuvaivoja |
| Mä mietin minkä valokuvan |
| Ne laittaa siihen kynttilän taakse |
| Koska sellasen elämänilosen otoksen |
| Löytäminen musta on haaste |
| Oon jo otteessa, koukussa kylmässä ruosteessa |
| Reikä mun poskessa |
| (Mä en oo olemassakaan) |
| Jumalan kämmeneltä putosi jo neljäveenä |
| (Ja tarviin koukun jossa roikkua) |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Siinä kaikki |
| Se oli ku eilen ku istuit mun sängyn laidalla |
| Pikkuhousuissa ja katoin sua |
| Sä hymyilit täydellisesti |
| Ja uskoin et haaveet voi toteutua |
| Se oli mun käsitys taivaasta |
| Ja sitä mä kai tääl edellee etin |
| Mul on pussissa piristävää puuterii |
| Ja kelasin vetää koko setin |
| Ja mä haluun vaan hengiltä puukottaa |
| Sen jäbän jonka kanssa oot |
| (Mä en oo olemassakaan) |
| Jumalan kämmeneltä putosi jo neljä veenä |
| (Mut sain tän koukun jossa roikkua) |
| Vedän, et vedä |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Pieni ja hento ote |
| Siinä kaikki |
| Tää ei oo ikinä tuntunu oikeelta kaupungilta |
| Vaan kasalta taloja |
| Eikä naapurit läheisiltä |
| Ei siel oo ees valoja |
| Mies paikallaan |
| Oon mies paikallaan |
| Vaan paikallaan |
| Siinä kaikki |
| (translation) |
| Small and delicate grip |
| Small and delicate grip |
| If I ever bring a smiley gift box to the door |
| So there's a piece of my brain |
| I guess that's the bliss of heaven |
| If there were no rewinding problems |
| I'm wondering what photo |
| They put it behind a candle |
| Because of such a joyful sample of life |
| Finding black is a challenge |
| I'm already in the grip, hooked in cold rust |
| A hole in my cheek |
| (I don't even exist) |
| It fell from the palm of God as early as the fourth |
| (And needed a hook where to hang) |
| Small and delicate grip |
| Small and delicate grip |
| That's all |
| It was like you were sitting on the edge of my bed yesterday |
| In panties and disappeared sua |
| You smiled perfectly |
| And I thought your dreams could not come true |
| That was my perception of heaven |
| And I guess that's what I'm still doing here |
| I have an invigorating powder in my bag |
| And I rewound to pull the whole set |
| And I just stabbed to death |
| The fuck you're with |
| (I don't even exist) |
| Four water had already fallen from God's palm |
| (But I got a hook here to hang on to) |
| I pull, you don't pull |
| Small and delicate grip |
| Small and delicate grip |
| That's all |
| This never felt like the right city |
| But a pile of houses |
| And not the neighbors close |
| There is no light in front of him |
| Man in place |
| I have a man in place |
| But in place |
| That's all |