Punchline

Care less feel more,
You'll see things you never seen before,
You'll see on one notice you crawl in
Into your moldy dark old cave,
You are my slave,
Start to dig your nameless grave
And in time you'll see the ones rise and claim your bones,
And this is my punchline.
Punchline.
They say I'm mad,
Could not care less I'm afraid,
'Cause I'll never take that fall,
And neither climb that wall,
It slipped my mind that you are not that kind,
Who will follow your own way,
I gotta stop right here and say,
That this is my punchline.
Punchline.
You are my slave,
Start to dig your nameless grave
And in time you'll see the ones rise and claim your bones,
Care less feel more,
You'll see things you never seen before,
Start to follow your own way,
You gotta stop right here and say
This is my punchline.



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Lennart Svensson, Rickard Dag Olov Hednar, Bo Rickard Bengtsson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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