Karpe — Spis din syvende sans song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Spis din syvende sans" by Karpe.
Lyrics
Visste du at om livet mitt var en timeplan
Hadde du vært den der gymtimen vi hadde da vi var barn
Visste du at bankkontoen min er kontoen din
E’kke det fint? E’kke det snilt?
Nok en ting å dunke inn pinkoden til
Men jeg veltet verden for deg, du veltet glasset på meg
Som gav meg en flekk på skjorta mi som fikk frem rasshølet I meg
Du sier jeg er overfladisk, begge fråder rabies
At du er en del av planen min bør gjøre deg overglad, bitch
Ikke be meg få noe struktur I en bransje full av kukhuer
Jeg er på et sted mellom pupper og foreldra mines kultur
Jeg og Magdi gjør det som ingen har gjort før
Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet helt til mor og far er død
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
For du ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Husker du jeg pleide å være nørd
I hjørnet av skolegården sippe Kuli ut av bøyde sugerør
Men alt det der var før, kryp til de korsa
De griner I den Porscha mens vi smiler I Toyota
En ekte kjempe er generøs
Dø for venna dine eller dø venneløs
Og mamma sa en kråke kan’kke males til no' annet
Men til og med en kråke gjør et svalestup iblant
Det eneste døve med det er når fjæra treffer vann
Malingen renner av og alt det mamma sa var sant
Jeg husker godt hun sa «Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet
Til jeg og pappa er aske og du er ferdig med konserter»
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
For du ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Lyrics translation
Did you know that if my life was a schedule
Had you been the one where the gym hour we had when we were kids
Did you know that my bank account is your account
E'ke it nice? E'ke it kind?
Enough one thing to bump into the PIN code of
But I overturned the world for you, you overturned the glass on me
That gave me a spot on my shirt that got my ass fucked in me
You say I'm superficial, both of them revel in rabies
That you are part of my plan should make you overjoyed, bitch
Don't ask me to get any structure in an industry full of cock hats
I'm in a place between tits and parental mines culture
I and Magdi do what no one has done before
Cross on neck, knife in heart until mom and dad are dead
You had a plan for me
You had a planner
I sparka plan ' n
We hake a plan anymore
You had a plan for me
You had a planner
I sparka plan ' n
We hake a plan anymore
For asking for a little too much, asking for a little too much
You ask for a little too much stuff
Asking for a little too much, asking for a little too much
You ask for a little too much stuff
Do you remember I used to be nerd
In the corner of the schoolyard sip Kuli out of bent straws
But all that was before, creep to de korsa
They're nagging in that Porscha while we're smiling in Toyota
A real giant is generous
Die for your friend or die friendless
And mom said a crow can't be painted to no ' else
But even a crow sometimes makes a swallow's nest
The only thing deaf with it is when the shoreline hits water
The paint runs off and all that mom said was true
I remember well she said " Cross on neck, knife in heart
Until I and dad are ashes and you're done with concerts»
You had a plan for me
You had a planner
I sparka plan ' n
We hake a plan anymore
You had a plan for me
You had a planner
I sparka plan ' n
We hake a plan anymore
For asking for a little too much, asking for a little too much
You ask for a little too much stuff
Asking for a little too much, asking for a little too much
You ask for a little too much stuff
Eat
Eat your seventh sense
Then eat
Eat your seventh sense
Then eat
Eat your seventh sense
Then eat
Eat your seventh sense
Then eat