Please don't Die on my Doorstep

Musik: Cutting the Lupines
Text: Frank Wienberg

You only think about yourself,
The most awkward person you have ever known.
Just a portrait of the world outside:
You never think, before you speak.
You never think, before you speak.

You're never sure of what comes out:
„ All the people I like are those who are dead !"
God is dog spelled backwards,
Spelled backwards.
God is dog spelled backwards
And you never think, before you speak.

If you did so, it would be the first time
You were honest to me and to yourself.
If you did so, it would be the first time
You were honest to me and to the world.

Words of bitterness and fears,
Screams and yells, at best good repetitions.
Saying „I almost wish I was dying !
I´ll cut my wrist, I´ll take a gun !
I´ll cut my wrist, I´ll take a gun !

If you did so, it would be the first time
You were honest to me and to yourself.
If you did so, it would be the first time
You were honest to me and to the world.