TALGILT
Katalognummar: HJF789a
Útgávuár: 2025
Sangir: 1
Eitt lag um at standa fast millum frið og samanbrot. “A Fool’s Habit” fangar kensluna av at trúgva uppá nakað, ið kennist trygt, til tað brádliga brestur — og tað løgna ynski um at verða verandi, hóast tú veist betur. Veik, klovin og so menniskjaslig, sum vit øll eru.
Útgivið:
Talgilt (Spotify, Youtube, Apple Music, osfr.)
Lurta her: https://bfan.link/a-fools-habit
Orð og lag: Karpi
You took me home
To your place
Tricked me into playing the fool, discreetly
You held my hand
Helped me
Even though you
screwed me over, completely
You dragged me down to my knees
In front of every disease
And now I’m crying for mercy
It kinda feels a little strange
The way you talk to me
And pretend to see
I can’t explain, it just changed
Something feels out of key
So
please, stay away from me
You lit like a flame
Then backed away
Left me in the dark, bleeding
You said my name
So soft, so fake
Like every word you spoke had meaning
You dragged me down to my knees
In front of every disease
And now I’m crying for mercy
It kinda feels a little strange
The way you talk to me
And pretend to see
I can’t explain, it just changed
Something feels out of key
So please, stay away from me
(orð og lag)
(sang, ljóðføri)
(framleiðsla, ljóðbland)
(Gustav Scheel)
