Jens Kidman
Interpret my way to be
Alone I feel like no one cares
Tears keep falling, the walls are closing in
Dark institution of agony and pain
Jimmie Strimell
Narcissistic people around me
Makes me weaker, don’t you see?
Another day, became the prey
Feeling insignificant if I were to fade
Anette Olzon & Björn Strid
I believed, I believed you were my friend
Thought you were there for me
Open your eyes and see me
Yes it hurts, to always come far behind
To always be last in line
Open your eyes and see me
Henrik Englund
Living with an empty hollow soul
During my darkest day
You came and gave me a reason
A source of safety and persistence
But all this time you slandered me
Zak Tell
I’ve been used and abused
I’ve been bruised, I’ve been beat
And still I refuse to give in to defeat
Instead I stand my ground and I try to stand tall
With a fist in my face and my back against the wall
Anette Olzon & Björn Strid
I believed, I believed you were my friend
Thought you were there for me
Open your eyes and see me
Yes it hurts, to always come far behind
To always be last in line
Open your eyes and see me
Martin Westerstrand
Regn allt detta regn som faller hela tiden
Rinner ner på huden mellan jackan och nacken
Blötte ner min tröja och gör huden kall som frusen skit
Men inget kommer döda mig när jag väl har kommit hit
För nu är jag här
Jag står ju här rakt framför dig i mörkret mellan bilarna
Och väntar på att du ska bränna mig
Du kommer aldrig klara att plocka mig ur tiden
För det är mitt regn som faller hela tiden
Tom Englund
When everyday feels like a trial
I hide within my shell
Peter Tägtgren
Blood flowing through my veins
Seeking a way out
Am I stuck in this hell, forever?
Tell me you so called friend
Anette Olzon & Björn Strid
I believed, I believed you were my friend
Thought you were there for me
(H. Englund: Open your eyes)
Open your eyes and see me
Yes it hurts, to always come far behind
To always be last in line
Open your eyes and see me
I believed, I believed you were my friend
Thought you were there for me
Open your eyes and see me
Yes it hurts, to always come far behind
To always be last in line
(H. Englund: Open your eyes)
Open your eyes and see me