Submission

Drop outs:

She wakes up with wonder

And fragments from yesterdays night

Her heart is full of anger

But her head just can´t get it right

She´s on her fifteenth year

And she´s ready got blackouts

She´s on her fifteenth year

Were will that lead from here

Last nights hero has suddenly lost his charm

She feels trapped in his embrace

So she gently just move his arm

She´s on her fifteenth year

And she´s ready got blackouts

She´s on her fifteenth year

Were will it lead from here...

Behind her shelter:

And she´s got roses in her window

And a cat is her best friend

She´s never taking chances

Always worried to offend

And she´s got leather on her body

But silk inside her heart

And if her dad had time to listen

He would have made a better start

To get behind her shelter

She dreams behind her shelter

Get behind her shelter , she dreams behind her

shelter

And she dreams a lot

And she cries a lot....

Walking in circles:

Late on friday nights

They used to meat downtown

It´s their idea of fun

Screaming , making noice

Smoking , discussing boys

And the little girl with big blue eyes surrender

to the night

Deciding only to do what´s right

She always lives in her dreams

Always walking in circles

She tries to do whats right

But theres to many rules

Both at home and in school

She escapes , to paperback novels

Meets another worlds

Things she never heard

And the life she lives

Seems more and more unreal

Until she almost cannot feel

She always lives in her dreams

Always walking in circles

She always lives in her dreams

Always walking in circles

You shouldn´t come around:

Her parents said that they couldn´t cope with

her

and her strange friends

So they got her a small flat and even helped her

pay the rent

But the money came in letters with no messages

inside

And when she tried to contact them

they told her what they had decide

You shouldn´t come around here

You shouldn´t come around here no more

You shouldn´t come around here

You shouldn´t come around here no more

She didn´t do so well in school , she didn´t do

so well anywhere

But it kept her occupied just to figure out what

to wear

She got all her friends there they helped her to

keep her mind

But the headmaster decided she was only wasting

time

You shouldn´t come around here

You shouldn´t come around here no more

You shouldn´t come around here

You shouldn´t come around here no more

Where should she go...

Black orchids:

They sneake around like rats

In old empty houses

And their only intrest is

To make their slow suicide undisturbed

She recognized herself

Paid for but forgotten

Her new friends helped her

And soon she was submerged

She wouldn´t listen to me

Why can´t she listen to me

Please listen to me...

Worshiping the needle:

She say I don´t know nothing

She say I strech my mouth when I talk

She say I have no experience

It seems I´ve only just learned how to walk

But I´ve seen a mother with a child that´s no

larger than a rat

And I know the reason why

Mother shared her life with a man they called

the bat

He sold to afford to buy

Am I wrong , she´s worshiping the needle

And I don´t know if I´m wrong

She´s worshiping the needle

And I don´t know what to do

I´ve seen a thousands faces

Marked by a thousands changes , all gone

Peoples with visions , people with dreams all

gone

I´ve seen people that was only skin and bone

Signs of death in a face

The rides we take to patch up our borling lives

Could wipe out the human race

Am I wrong , she´s worshiping the needle

And I don´t know if I´m wrong

She´s worshiping the needle

And I don´t know what to do...

End of story:

She only goes out at night

Looking for someone to hold her tight

It doesn´t meen much anyway

She sells her body away

She´s gotta make it pay

So she crawls out of her dreams

She can´t do without them it seems

She wants to get inside her head

So she stays in her bed

And she´s letting her lifeblood flow . . . .