an elf and his zippo

Millencolin

Receive a slicky effort, avoid mental disaster
pollute attempt to trap a breed authority
so long, Mr.Turtle shrimp threatened by all the advance
port supply protect caused by pollution

Don't let go, without any reason
cause in the end you won't let go
you still have to know that I have all this struggles
and now I search for a way, in a life that is wasted


pull back a giant tree with a hand that's full of fire
I see it's covered all by grain, it's least a struggle
I am controlled by pity and I walk the streets at night
I see a twinkling star and I wish that I was as bright as you

It's your right to strife for the justice
It's your right to strife for the truth