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strategi för en förtrycksfri polyamori

remember, remember, the ninth of november

QZAP

det är väl hösten eller vintern eller välfärden

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I'M SO TIRED MY MUSCLES ACHE AND I'M SO BORED MY HEART CAN'T BREAK

ytterdörren och vaktkatten

fatta.nu (spoken word)

IT TAKES A WHOLE COMMUNITY TO RAISE A CHILD

travelling with HS

ode till far (spoken word)

luvin ya was sum crazy shiet (men det finns flera sätt att dö på)

demokrati.

dom kan inte lura mej

boom boom DEAD! (favorit i repris)

idag har jag ritat

finn femme fel

in a dream I lost my teeth again, calling me woman and a half man, yes, in a dream all my teeth fell out, a cracked smile and a silent shout

min IQ

något slags offentligt meddelande typ

keep loving, keep fighting

and you can tell from the state of my room that they let me out too soon, and the pills that i ate came a couple years too late. and i've got some issues to work through, there i go again, pretending to be you.

vierge post-moderne

ordning och reda, pengar på fredrik

ten short years of progressive change, fifty fucking years of calling us names. one step forward, five steps back. we tell the truth, they turn up the laugh track.

AND YOU WON'T SEE ME SURRENDER, YOU WON'T HEAR ME CONFESS, 'CAUSE YOU LEFT ME WITH NOTHING

(du)

I sing sometimes for the war that I fight 'cause every tool is a weapon - if you hold it right.

i could be more practical, but honey, i can't have it all

just in case i cover for the worst, just in case i fail and disappointment is too much

I DON'T BELIEVE IN ANYTHING SO GIVE ME EVERYTHING I TRY TO FEED THE ENERGY BUT DON'T DO ANYTHING

sov nu simon

TAKE YOUR PITY AND SYMPATHY, CAUSE THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME

sunshine, lollipops & rainbows, everything that's wonderful is what i feel

boom boom dead

(men ibland är en lögn det finaste en har)

(Then the need to stereotype will become outdated when we realize everyone is really complicated. We are all so complicated.)

like a virgin

när börjar det

let's talk about gender baby, let's talk about you and me

Inga kransar dekorerar den okände äventyrarens grav. Men res mig i alla fall ett minnesmärke i granit med två gråtande hemuler!

how life is who rides you and how you run away, how life is who rides you when you choose to stay (and how life is who drives you, and who you drive away)

if its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic, the babes'll go spastic, hip hop gains a classic

det sätt att leva som jag blivit van vid

i guess i'll be somewhere out of sight, this year i will do everything right (this is the year it all will happen)

there'll be time to get by, to get dry after the swimming pool. there'll be time to just cry, i wonder why it didn't work out.

what a concrete mess we live in (and what a flammable heart i've been given)

take it apart and break it yeah try to rearrange it yeah

(nåt säger mig att du blir borta för en lång lång tid)

FLYG SÅ HÖGT ATT DU SER VÄRLDEN BORTOM BYN (LIVET HAR BARA BÖRJAT SÅ TA DET SVARTA UR DIN SYN)