Текст и перевод песни Skandaali - Tapa mut

Tapa mut

Yks kaks, Jeah,
Mua on siunattu mahollisuudella ziigailla tt suomi-meininkii lhelt jo aika pitkn
Ja tutustuu mit erilaisimpiin priin ts pelis.
Puhukaa vaan kpit. Te pidtte mut elos.
Ikv kyll, te ette tee mitn, vaik te haluutte must eroon, pelkurit.
Jos s haluut tappaa mut niin tapa mut,
Vaik mua pieksis viis gorillaa viidel vitun iistonilla,
Mul ois silti intoo dissaa, viikon koomaskaa en ois viikkoo hiljaa,
Mua ei pysty singol dillaa, ei aseil isoimmilkaa,
M oon ihan valmis kuolee jos en pse limoon chillaa.
M vedn ltk ja eln tst, pelkst rbst,
Pelk jtt elmtt, vaik ehk hermtt saisin selst tn tonnin paperipainon,
Kyn-kalterit vainoo,
En tied mit kaverit aikoo, tai onks elm salettiin aitoo.
Et tied mit on niell paskaa 24/7,
Et tied mit on viel jaksaa taas her peittmn pahaa oloo joka valtaa koko vartalos,
Ja paras osa pivst on ku oot sammumas taas ojaan.
M tartten apua, mut mua on liian vaikee auttaa,
Ja pelkn tappaa itteni, siks teen sen taiteen kautta.
Jos aineet auttaa, ne auttaa vaan hetken,
Yleens paineet hautaa mut ja pilaa kauttaaltaan retken.
Jos tapat mut, teet palveluksen, autat mut tst ankeest unest,
Sameest, sumeest, valveunest.
Anteeks ku en tappelus ees jaksa vastaa,
Hakkaisit mut hakkelukseks, pstisit mut ankeudest,
Jttisit mut kankeeks lumeen kalpeen tuupertumaan, hankeen punertuvaan kinokseen.
Vaik et ees haluis teh sit, tee se mun iloks ees,
Kiitokseks ja vaivanpalkaks saat kai taivaast paikan.
Emm pelk pimeet, nn aamust asti painajaista.

Shut the hell up

One two, yeah,
I've been blessed with the opportunity to hype up the Finnish way of life for a long time now,
And get to know all kinds of different dudes and games.
Just keep talking shit. You keep me alive.
Always saying you're gonna kill me, you cowards. But you don't do anything.
If you want to kill me, kill me,
Even if I was beaten up by five gorillas with five fucking baseball bats,
I'd still have the energy to diss, wouldn't be silent for a week even in a coma,
You can't shut me up with weed, not even with the biggest guns,
I am perfectly willing to die if I don't get to chill in a limousine.
I do drugs and live off of them, just weed,
Just live life on drugs, though maybe I'd get nervous if I saw a thousand dollar paperweight,
Prison bars are haunting me,
I don't know what my friends are planning, or if my life is even real.
You don't know what it's like to swallow shit 24/7,
You don't know what it's like to still have to try to hide the bad feeling that takes over your whole body,
And the best part of the day is getting drunk again.
I need help, but I'm too hard to help,
And I'm afraid to kill myself, so I do it through art.
If drugs help, they only help for a moment,
Usually the pressure buries me and ruins the whole trip.
If you kill me, you'll be doing me a favor, helping me out of this dreary dream,
Foggy, hazy, nightmare.
I'm sorry I can't even fight back,
You would beat me to a pulp, save me from boredom,
Leave me stiff in the snow, collapsed in a pale heap.
Even if you don't want to do it, do it for my happiness,
As a thank you and reward, you'll probably get a place in heaven.
I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm just having nightmares all day long.