…and your family all day long, you all have the same rules, in here you just back up your old friends, all the money comes to you, its your own crimes against the humans, you wait for a new trip to the courts. You all love…

…virtaa Vierivät vuodet kuin vierivä virta Hiljaa joki virtaa Nopea auto moottoritiellä Maisema vaihtuu tutuksi taas Vain kivijalka ja päättyvä tie Äitien äidit lapsiaan oottaa puretun talon ikkunoissa, sukupolvien siemen…

…, freedon for all, you play your life, like you own its, its an easy field to work, like shopping, it is not so risky talk. You roll you own life, they have easy works, still they dont know, their style, it is now a uncertain…

…You only live for yourself, your businesses are your own, you all come to your home, you all play for the stones, you all want it all, you all see the bright stones. You all have to work of your own, I like big cities…

…You have the game, its your play, you have your car, its not far, you want tho take a ride, its beautiful night, you love to talk to girls, its your salt, there is room for more. you like latin girls, it takes you to the level, you have dreamed of, you really can have it all, its your career, it gives you all.…

…I am pregnent for you. I am caring a child for us. It gives me feeling of love. It is what Ialways wanted of life. It gives me mixed motions. It gives me fear and joy of motions. Pregnent for you makes me blossom…

…Eternity is every heartbeat crawling over me Silence is too loud, it's like a thunder in my ears Curl up lie down close your eyes, wait for the hit to come All quiet on the western front Trade all my love for one dive…

…Yhey play with the shadow all day long, you think people have no life of their own, the run their own businesses, they have work, if they do it right, you dont know, whats the game style. They havent never made any…

…of that to fight. Your gang loves a coffee in the mornings. Waiting me to pour it and have my door open. to enjoy the hole boundaries, is a new hobby. the mornings are hard, for the evening persons, sleepless nights…