Torstein Loses an Arm - Trevor Morris, Einar Selvik & Steve Tavaglione

My friend 's addicted to cocaïne Smokes day and night Gets more and more insane Live his life on the dark side He wants to borro Some money from me Do you think I'm blind This cock can't see? You wanna get high in the sky You kissing your life goodbye You think It's a game that you play But the winner loses all some day You think It's a game that you play But the winner loses all some day Give me your money or your life He took the money to the dopeman And he said he has the best

Not gonna lie, I've been fucked up Not gonna lie, it's been a long year There are things you never got to say We won't let it be that way Not gonna lie, I'm glad we're both here Stand up, tell the ones you love, you love 'em Right now this is where I need to be When they play our song, you'll be singing along Arm in arm with me Falling asleep back in my old room Sending back a thousand thank you's All the silver linings just look grey I don't want to feel this way Not gonna lie, I'm glad we're both here Stand up, tell the onеs you love, you love 'em Right now this is whеre I need to be When they play our song, you'll be singing along Arm in arm with me (Arm in arm with me) We'll raise a drink to the ones we lost We'll have a sing to their favorite song I hugged you tight in the parking lot When the daylight breaks, you're all that I got Stand up Stand up Stand up, tell the ones you love, you love 'em Right now this is where I need to be When they play our song, you'll be singing along Arm in arm with me Stand up Stand up

Hearken well, in hall of kings On ocean-steed my words gain wings Odin's mead, I forth will bring For noble deeds, thine honor sing The brave men slain, Valkyrjur wakes Reward for strain, to Valhöll takes Then horns resound the mighty hall For those who fight, for those who fall For those who fight, for those who fall Warlord weaves his web of fear Each man gets his fated share Blood red search the warrior's shield Ravens scan the battlefield Ravens scan the battlefield We beat and blazed our trail of red Till Odin gazed upon the dead The horns resound the mighty hall For those who fight, for those who fall For those who fight, and those who fall May horns resound the mighty hall For we who fight, for we who fall

Hljóðs bið ek allar helgar kindir, Meiri ok minni mögu Heimdallar; Viltu, at ek, Valföðr! vel framtelja Forn spjöll fíra, þau er fremst um man. Þá gengu regin öll á rökstóla, Ginnheilug goð, ok um þat gættusk; (á gengust eiðar, orð ok sœri, Mál öll meginlig er á meðal fóru.) Sól tér sortna, sígr fold í mar, Hverfa af himni heiðar stjörnur; Geisar eimi ok aldrnari, Leikr hár hiti við himin sjalfan. Þá gengu regin öll á rökstóla, Ginnheilug goð, ok um þat gættusk; (Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi, Ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar.) Geyr nú Garmr mjök fyr Gnipahelli, Festr mun slitna en freki renna; Fjölð veit ek fræða, fram sé ek lengra Um ragna rök römm sigtíva. Bræðr munu berjask ok at bönum verðask, Munu systrungar sifjum spilla; Skelfr Yggdrasils askr standandi, Ymr it aldna tré, en jötunn losnar. Sér hon upp koma öðru sinni Jörð ór ægi iðjagræna; Falla forsar, flýgr örn yfir, Sá er á fjalli fiska veiðir. Sal sér hon standa sólu fegra, Gulli þakðan á Gimléi; þar skulu dyggvar dróttir byggja Ok um aldrdaga ynðis njóta.