AN OPEN SCORE
You wish me well in life with my chest left wide open
Can't you sew up the wound? Content is likely broken

I'm digging where I stand for treasures lost in time now 
The simplest slight of hand could never leave my mind now

But then you walk in the door. A pretty smile and an open score

I know when we look back at our lives when we're older
Change will be out of reach and weigh hard on our shoulders

But then you'll walk in the door, a pretty smile and an open score
But then you'll walk in the door, petty problems gone forevermore

A WHISPER, A BLISTER
I am but a whisper in a shouting world
I've noticed now that whispers are never seen and never heard

I am but a blister. Bust and burst too easily
You notice now that I've been plotting this too drastically

Soon now we'll find whatever we may look for
It might not be right but that's not what we came for
No, that's not what we're here for

And you know that the skies will shine a light on you
And you know that the wishes that you hold inside you will come true
And you know the apocalypse will follow through
Cuz it's here for you, yes it's here for you

Soon now we'll find whatever we may look for
It might not be right but that's not what we came for 
​No, that's not what we're here for

I am but a human, falling low occasionally
I've noticed now that you've been taking steps away from me

BASEBALL BAT PERSUASIVE
We're all looking for something that may be well out of reach
You get those twitches of passion. They hint that something's complete

Dropping a line in a note-book. Telling a smile from a frown
Tonight I'll rest with the notion there's no stopping us now

It might be way out of line now to even wish for the best
I should be filled with content now and not complain like the rest

But you're all slipping away now. Fill your days with contentment
I'll have to win you back over by being baseball bat persuasive

Oh, I can't take it, I can't take it no more
I get so close, I almost call it mine and then I'm left so far behind

So if you wanna dig for gold my friend, go dig it somewhere else
And if you wanna call it off my friend
Will you tell it to my face and let me rock this town?

So if you wanna build a safety net, go build it somewhere else
Here's my dejected bitterness. Shove your degree and go to hell
Cause I just wanna rock this town

BOTTOM OF THE SEA
Now the city smells like coffee and candy
Still the winter here is nothing for me
Piercings sounds are piercing right through me
It would help a great deal if just the daylight could last

You and your kind always seem to be laughing
When I was your age I guess that I did too
December is too cold to let anything come through
December is too cold to let any wish come true
It has the sound waves freeze to ice 
When I try to get through to you

I don't really think that you can hear me
Cuz as far as I know you ain't ever been 
At the bottom of the sea now
The bottom of the sea now, all the compliments received now
What are they to you? A pretty girl like you
I guess it's nothing new
And if you tell me one more time to cheer up
Let the feelings got that keep me low
I'll only go back down to the bottom of the sea now

The bottom of the sea now. All rejection passed on me now
Feels like something I could have done without
When I'm down here alone
I should have known from the start 
That this was nothing to believe in
A pretty girl like you and naïve boy like me
Should have known from the start 
That this was nothing to put trust in
A silly game like you and a playful cub like me

THE BRACKETS
Hold on tighter little one, you could be the only one
If you separate the brackets from whatever we've become

I wouldn't let you slip aside, if you only could abide 
With instinctual decisions and a somewhat bumpy ride

But is there something on your mind? 
I have feared it all the time
The space within the brackets gives the clean its spots of grime

THE CUTLERY
Put the everyday where it belongs
Away from all those days of gold and glitter
You wouldn't wanna get them mixed up and confuse the two

Put the cutlery back in its box
It's not for anything but mindless eating
Might look like silver but it's not
It's stainless steel, not worth a lot

I want to know what you do when you've been through a lot
And you wanna turn it upside down
And you wanna turn it all around

Put the book right back in its shelf
It's not for anything but real mindful reading
Most certainly you will learn to respect the written word
And how it changes on my whims

I want to know what you do when you've been through a lot
And you wanna turn it upside down
And you wanna turn it all around

You need to wake up and smell the coffee 
Cuz your ship is going down

DIALECTIC DOOM
Everything I know in this city is built on icy rocks so pretty
Everything is know in this city is built on you
The concrete yard gives you a scrubbed knee
When you're down and out make sure you count your teeth
Capital letters shade the nitty-gritty, it's a pity

When the kids come in they will be weathering
Vinddraget och Rimfrost, Yrväder och Solrök
Norrsken och Månsken och Centrums sorg

Everyday I'm bored in this city
I can't believe I was born in this city
You say everyone's a whore in this city and it brings me down
Everyone's a flaw in this city. But there's always TV and ice hockey 
To pave the way for dialectic doom, the dialectal boom

You slide into a fractured mono tune
You screw yourself but you feel committed and it's shitty in this city

I hope the holes in the road do what they are supposed to
I hope the art that you hate does everything to expose you

When the kids come in they will be weathering
Vinddraget och Rimfrost, Yrväder och Solrök
Norrsken och Månsken och Centrums sorg

ELECTRIC EELS
As I walk the curving streets of an unfamiliar town
I miss you my dear, but I shall feel no fear
Though the wishful spirits of the ones I kept so near
Are no longer here I won't get the shovel
And bury you inside me where you really ought to be

As I plunge the darkened waters of the tears we used weep
I'm in too deep but I'm treading water
A hundred hungry demons of defeat are lurking near

Electric eels loaded with repulse. It stings and burns
But I won't get the shovel and bury you inside me
Where you really ought to be.

FOR LOST MEN
Oh, little baby come home. Don't keep us waiting no more
We've been wanting so long for you to come home
Just walk in that door. A big smile on like before

Beloved child please some soon.
This weary wait's long overdue
Don't leave us hanging no more by that thread that you wove
When they threw you in a car and drove
Off on that constant endless rove. 
Way too long to hold a trove for lost men
Tied up to the foot of a bed

Oh, baby please come back safe. 
We pray to god it's not too late to see a lucky twist of fate
But the parts of you they stole rid the halves from the whole
You decided they will never get your soul
And supper's on the stove. Here will always be your cove

GIVE ME OPEN SORES
Give me a fool-proof vision, give me trusty chords
Give me a healthy mission, give me open sores

I cannot wait till the day that they come running to me
I shove away all the things that I know just cannot be

Give me all adventure, rid the old and stale
Give me things to die for, the rest is up for sale

HERE'S TO HAPPINESS
Give this day in the calendar a big red number
Let May 22nd be a day to remember
From behind glass you've been looking at me
For three years in September

Give this aching, breaking feeling a body it can cling to
I've had my doubts before but never was I about to break you
From behind glass you're now looking away
I thought a solid frame would hold you

"But don't be mad for this was never my intention"
I'm just sad over this sudden resignation

And I'm mad cuz I held on and you're bad cuz you let go
This ain't rad, excuses are lame
His hands in your hair. You escaped the frame

Frame this date in the calendar with a big red circle
The blackest of Mondays and the bluest of hurdles
April fools and May does too my aching bones discovered

"But don't be mad for this was never my intention"
I'm just sad over this fucked up intervention

And I'm mad cuz I held on and you're bad cuz you let go
This ain't rad, excuses are lame
His hands in your hair. You escaped the summer
We could have spent it together
Here's to happiness, oh my limbs are about to sever
Here's to us now and your brand new lover
His hands in your hair is such a major shame

I WILL FOLLOW YOU
She lives with her mother in a little flat they can barely afford
She spends all her money on cigarettes and alcohol
She listens to Dylan and and some noisy bands from Tokyo
If she was here now I would walk right up and say hello

Cuz I would rather see her down here
Than hanging around those teenage freaks
There's no one else I'd rather hang with
There's no place else I'd rather be

She takes a walk on a cold day
​For good health and for some other reason
She'll dress up warm in clothes that are never going out of season

But I would rather see her down here 
Than hanging around those teenage freaks
There's no one else I'd rather hang with
There's no place else I'd rather be

I will follow you
Into the misty lights of dawn where our slow lives carry on
And when she's over she'll flick my tongue
And she'll make me want her but I come undone

There's someone else but she won't tell me
There's always something in between
But that someone else could never follow
Could never haunt you like I do

MINOR KEY MONARCHY
I know a country where it's oh so hard to host
Any kind of jamboree
To be the lucky one, the ugly duckling, the quisling to the king

To play the black keys in C-major

We're strangers in the night, flashing headlights
And a fistfight in a bar somewhere
This minor key monarchy is mimicking the mess of others 

It's just the white keys in C-major

I know a country where it's oh so hard to host
Any kind of jamboree
To be the only one, the ugly duckling
The quisling to the king, oh save his soul
They're gonna hang him at the end of a rope tomorrow
And at the funeral

​We'll play the black keys in C-major

PUNK, HIP-HOP AND INDIE MUSIC
Punk, hip-hop and indie music is what I live on, is what I live on

RUN A TAB
Stay around here a little longer. I don't think it's such a bad idea
We could grow a little stronger and grow together at the roots

We shouldn't keep the meter running
We shouldn't always run a tab
Instantly gratificational
We will keep track of what we have. What do you have?

We should open all the taps now
And flood the streets just cuz we can
Occupy our own possessions
Spill your cup so I can drink. I wanna drink you dry

Are you keeping all your books still?
Are the sheets still white as snow?
Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Is that really what you want?
To play it in their hands. Don't play it in their hands

TIME TO REVEAL
It's time to reveal all these secrets that we feel
Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now
I've been holding on for dear life 
to what I thought no one should know
And outside life just passed by in the meantime

So go ahead and let your true expression out
Or your colors fade to gray
I'm sure that it won't hurt you and your lines won't go astray

It's time to reveal all these secrets that we feel
Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now
I've been holding on for dear life 
to what I thought no one should know
And outside life just passed by in the meantime

So let it go and press your little finger down
To the button with the play
I'm sure that it won't hurt you and that time won't move away 

But I could use some lovin' right now
Sure could use your lovin' right now

It's time to reveal these secrets that we feel
Have been moving in our bodies way too long by now
I've been holding on for dear life 
to what I thought no one should know
And outside life just passed by in the meantime

VAD VET VI OM SJÄLEN?
I lakan eller i din hjärna bor en aldrig svalnande stjärna
Vem är frukten, vem är kärnan? Jag har funderat så länge nu
På vad som ryms i kött ben och blod. Om det är en flod
Som rinner ut i stora hav. En eker i ett ändlöst nav
En genomskinlig gas 
​Vandrande vålnader som aldrig kommer fram
I lakan eller i din hjärna. Vad vet vi om själen?

VALLEYS AND WHATNOT
He's standing on a mountain

Standing on a mountain-top. Standing on a mountain
Standing on a mountain-top
Overlooking valleys. Overlooking valleys so deep
​Overlooking valleys and whatnot
Do you wanna come up to me?