Texty: Friska Viljor. Friskashuffle.

I find myself singing on the streets

Noone can take care of me better than me

But I have to find a different ride

That takes me away



With substance in my mind I feel fine

My head is turning inside out and upside down

I don?t know the next thing I?ll find

When turning a corner



And everything is alright

And everything is ok

I?ve been walking these shoes for too long

I need to find me another pair



And everything is alright

And everything is ok

I?ve pissed into the wind for too long

It?s not changing, I turn away



I?m talking to myself all the time

Telling me not to worry, everything will be fine

But the ghosts are closing in from behind

It keeps me running



And everything is alright

And everything is ok

I?ve been walking these shoes for too long

I need to find me another pair



And everything is alright

And everything is ok

I?ve pissed into the wind for too long

It?s not changing, I turn away