Kent socker

Does it matter anymore
I can't take it anymore
It's beyond my control
You left me alone
And of course I was rescued
My last spark of hope
Where to be seen to be seen
And I forget to breathe< br/>For sex, music and violence
Was the most beautiful thing that happened to me
Then my soul was sold
To be seen without acting
Looks simple at first
But I live on impulse now
Via spring control
But I always said no
But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody listens
But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody listens
But nobody, nobody, nobody, no one hears
But no one, no one, no one, no one hears
And gè¤st tonight is Jesus
He has kicked heroin
He lets his glass slide
And Ramlösa becomes wine
He tells about his weapons
His time in San Tropez
About giving himself a chance
About his new Z3
In a world of idiots
He manages First in line
He tells in front of the camera
About how he changed the line
Or something completely different
Which is also private
About all the ones he loved
And the ones he only wanted
But he always said no
But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody hears
But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody hears
But nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody hears ¶r
But no one, no one, no one, no one hears