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Cemetarium (Swe) - A Hot Day For Guns


I'm a decent, hard-working citizen
I'm always under control
And I never talk to anyone on the bus
My only interest is my job
Except for all the guns
On my living-room wall

Pressure inside is building up
Is the life I live just a lie?
But I whipe the doubts away while having fun
In my basement playing with my gun

In my office everything is in order
Except for the maze up in my head
They only let me out when it's time for lunch
Yet I've seen things that have cracked my image
Of content workers in a land of order
And maniacs being kept quiet with pills

Pressure...

But one hot day in mid-july
I realise this can't go on
Doubts keep picking on my mind
And turns into anger which must come out
I pack my guns, no need to plan
Finally I will know if my conceptions are true

Pressure inside is building up
Is the life I live just a lie?
But I whipe the doubts away while having fun
In the town square playing with my gun...
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