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Party Like It's My Birthday

Really good
I'm doing really good
I am swimming
Deep in the club, I'm a diver, uh
Party like it's my birthday, uh
Party like it's my birthday, uh
I should technically not be alive motherfucker I have endurance, I am Annie Mist
 
Two cold drinks and cannabis
Picked my friends, I do things carefully
Lift up the chain, find my way in
With good God and the Antichrist
Gonna throw these mountain shoes away, I've reached the top
Trample up to the top, start a volcanic eruption
I am so honest
Cross-eyed, numb
Recommend something boiling hot, although I'm frozen
 
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, I think I've become sick
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, because I've become so hot
 
I roll with the crew
Vagg og Velta* and lupines
Hey fuck you and your sausage party cause I'm just chilling with raisins*
But I only see outlines
When I fall out of routine
Girls and boys are curious
Larger than Hafþór Júlíus
 
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, I think I've become sick
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, because I've become so hot
 
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Oh shit
 
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, I think I've become sick
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, because I've become so hot
 
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
Party like it's my birthday
 
Fear light and the sea, go into a shadow and throw lines at a dancing girl
Avoid the sunlight, await an offer for a visit home, they are vampires
Don't say that I am lucky, it's called being active
Look at me, I am active around copycats and cheerleaders
Do you want to argue about music, talk about who is best?
So sorry, I don't want to bother
Because I am a captain*, shout-out fam and friends but the others go on the bench
I can be rough, but I can be fine
I can be a puzzle, I can be clear
I can be cold although I'm usually warm
David Attenborough talks about me, I'm an animal
 
Admit me to the hospital
I count pennies and dimes
Fill up my body
 
I am emotionally stable
Stacking a tower of paper*
Look at me mom and dad
I bought a ride for the rap
And I survive off of hate
Jealous losers and scum
I am emotionally stable
Stacking a tower of paper
Look at me mom and dad
I bought a ride for the rap
And I survive off of hate
Jealous losers and scum
 
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, I think I've become sick
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, because I've become so hot
 
Party like it's my birthday
x4
 
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, I think I've become sick
Oh shit
Mom will you take my temperature, because I've become so hot
 
Party like it's my birthday
x7
 

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Let Yourself Be Picked

Pause: before you wither, let yourself be picked,
The eternal blossom no one can predict.
You must know already: what's sweet doesn't last,
Let white petal ripen, don't let it go past.
 
You listen to whisper of unbeknown words
And your head begins to spin...
Let yourself be picked,
Let yourself be picked...
 
Can't invent a fable, can't steal earthly bliss,
Who then will help us both fall into abyss?
Do you see how bridges crumble in our wake?
Only dust remains on words, so vain and fake.
 
You listen to whisper of unbeknown words
And your head begins to spin...
Let yourself be picked,
Let yourself be picked...
 
Let them poke a finger at us to affright,
It's too soon repenting our sins in spite.
Touch the fiery lion, with your hand constrict,
Pause: before you wither, let yourself be picked.
 
You listen to whisper of unbeknown words
And your head begins to spin...
Let yourself be picked,
Let yourself be picked...
 
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Transliteration

Nam ne nuzhna voyna

Nyryayet mesyats v oblakakh -
Pora lozhit'sya spat'.
Ditya kachaya na rukakh, poyet tikhon'ko mat'.
 
Usnuli lastochki davno, davno,
I lyudi spyat v domakh,
Luna glyadit v tvoye okno –
Nashla tebya, nashla tebya v pot'makh.
 
V sadu derev'ya shelestyat,
I govoryat oni:
«Skvorchata spyat, galchata spyat,
I ty, malysh, usni».
 
Usni, ne boysya: nasha dver'
Zakryta na zasov.
K nam ne pridet kosmatyy zver'
Iz sumraka lesov.
 
Oberegayut zhizn' tvoyu,
I Rodinu, i dom,
Tvoi druz'ya v lyubom krayu –
Ikh bol'she s kazhdym dnem.
 
Oni dorogu pregradyat
Voyne na vsey zemle.
Vragi voyny, druz'ya rebyat
Zhivut v lyuboy strane.
 
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Arise Serbia

Arise, Serbia! Arise, empress!
and let your children see your face.
Make them turn their hearts and eyes on you,
and let them hear your sweet voice.
 
Arise, Serbia!
You fell asleep long ago,
And have lain in the dark.
Now wake up
And rouse the Serbs!
 
Raise high your imperial head,
So that land and sea may recognize you again.
Show Europe your delightful face,
As bright and cheerful as that of the Morning Star.
 
Arise, Serbia!
You fell asleep long ago,
And have lain in the dark.
Now wake up
And rouse the Serbs!
 
Your sister Bosnia looks upon you
And she doesn't wish you any offense
Who doesn't love you, he isn't afraid of God
From whom much help arrives your way
 
Arise, Serbia!
You fell asleep long ago,
And have lain in the dark.
Now wake up
And rouse the Serbs!
 
Herzeg's Land and Monte Negro,
Faraway countries and islands and seas
They all want heavens help to you
All good souls are joyful for you
 
Arise, Serbia!
You fell asleep long ago,
And have lain in the dark.
Now wake up
And rouse the Serbs!
 
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I'm not going in circles

He says you've achieved nothing after so many years of training
For a better life, for a better condition
 
He said you can only give so much in certain areas
You have too little discipline, too little strength
 
And there's days when you doubt
And there's days when you believe everything he says
 
There's days when you doubt
And there's days when you say:
 
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm dancing
 
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm dancing
 
You keep in time with the music, always in a straight line
You can confirm it, it's hard
 
You say your life is one stretch and bend
But you don't stop because you can't
 
And there's days when you doubt
And there are days when you think you'll never get to your destination
 
There's days when you doubt
And there's days when you say:
 
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm dancing
 
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm not going in circles!
I'm dancing