Gustaf Spetz
앨범 : Good Night Mr. Spet...

to moonn6pence from papayevete
Give me the keys to the city
Let me win the lottery
If theres a way, theres a will
I am balancing on the windowsill
And give me space to do what I want
Let me have reasons not to rant
Id like to leave all this behind
Clear my cluttered mind
Epileptic fit
We dont need all this shit
Im so tired of things
Im so tired of me, me, me
Burn it, crash it, smash it
Give me a chance to prove Im right
Find me gloves and I will fight
If theres a cure I will find the recepie
Cause I am walking on the edge
And give me answers right now
When, which, who and why and how
I can stand the test
While my request is being processed