1.No Holiday
Say what's the matter, the matter with you
Lost all direction, don't know what to do
You're in denial, well life is a trial, and you're gonna lose
Say what's the matter, the matter with you
No inspiration, don't know what to do
Feel like defecting, well that was expected, can I go with you
Where's all the fun and games
Wait a minute, this is no holiday
It's no good, but what can I do
When you're twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
Leave me alone I'm trying to sleep
That's when frustration is a bit more discreet
Who said there's places, who talked about greatness, can I go
with you
Where's all the fun and games
Wait a minute, this is no holiday
It's no good, but what can I do
When you're twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
This is no holiday
This is no holiday - no
This is no holiday - no
This is no holiday - yeah
Where's all the fun and games
Wait a minute, this is no holiday
It's no good, but what can I do
When you're twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
It's no good, it's no good
It's no good, it's no good
It's no good, but what can I do
When you're twisting, twisting, twisting my arm
2.Low Enough
You're the law, we believe in
Most of all, because that's how we are
So naive, and you knew it
Can't believe, you would use it
Landing heart (？)
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
If I were you, I'd be sorry
But you're not me, and you will never be
Feel the sting of disillusion
It's hard to breath, this corrosion
Landing heart (？)
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
Low enough, for somebody like you to hurt
3.Kill You
How am I supposed to reach the sun
All this anguish bringing me down
Somebody help me, anyone, let me out
Got to get away, don't want to run
Got no time to turn around
Somebody help me, anyone, let me go
A cold, hard pain, beat myself insane
Couldn't kill you
A cold, clean pain, beat myself insane
Couldn't kill you
Don't know what you want, leave me alone
Why me, I've done nothing wrong
Somebody help me, anyone, let me go
I don't want to feel this pressure on
Heartbeat speeding, panic comes
Somebody help me, anyone, let me go
A cold, hard pain, beat myself insane
Couldn't kill you
A cold, clean pain, beat myself insane
Couldn't kill you - I couldn't kill you
Let me go - let me go - let me go - let me go
A cold, hard pain, beat myself insane
Couldn't kill you
A cold, clean pain, beat myself insane
I couldn't kill you
4.Big Fan
Songwriters：Wiksten, Par
Come a bit closer, I can't get enough of you
it's always the same, the same, no game
like so many times before
I can't help it, oh let me go on
I've got to get it, got to get some
I want to be wherever you're from
cause I'm a big fan of you
who's in a most peculiar dream
spreading happiness for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
who's in a most peculiar dream
selling anything for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
come a bit harder, turn off the light and go
I might be insane, the same, the same
whatever to keep the flow
I can't help it, you're so good it hurts
it's like magic, or some kind of curse
I want to be wherever you are
cause I'm a big fan of you
who's in a most peculiar dream
spreading happiness for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
who's in a most peculiar dream
selling anything for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
who's in a most peculiar dream
spreading happiness for free
it's you and you know it
who's in a most peculiar dream
spreading happiness for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
who's in a most peculiar dream
selling anything for free
it's you, it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
oh it's you, it's you
5.Ball
Grow up, grow old and die, it's all a waste of time
Abused or be abused, a nice degrading cruise, we hope you'll
like it
Lord no, we're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
You learn to love and trust, we show you how to crush
Destroy or be destroyed, we hope you will enjoy, it's just the
way we like it
Lord no, we're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
The more we trust we're used, the more we love we're bruised
Grow up, grow old and die, it's all a waste of time, it's just
the way we like it
Lord no, we're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
Abused or be abused, a nice degrading cruise, oh
Destroy or be destroyed, we hope you will enjoy, joy
Grow up, grow old and die, it's all a waste of time, it's the
way we like it
Lord no, we're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
We're having a ball, yeah
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