The Key
desperation, on the edge of consealment
hoping the best, I need to rest
finding an angel, I fracture my heart
no more rest, I still hope the best
typing as an old man,
but still just a boy
I don’t really mind
just trying to enjoy
folding this paper
the key to my heart
you think that I’m mushy
thats where it all starts
playing the music
pretending that you hear
but you can’t hear shit
because of youre biggest fear
that would be to open up
youre emotions to people
thank god for this gift
at least you are able
closed forever, try to break free
I lost the key
thinking “mistake”
there never was a key  
Sigurður Ingi
1987 - ...


Ljóð eftir Sigurð Inga

She girl
Grátur
Clouds
Everyone
Feeling so lonely
My Mind
HEART
Alone...
Scars
losti?
Blood
Screaming
Geðsýki
Revelations
New-born
Today
Final call
The Key
VOID
Meaning...
dog
Coffin
Marathon
CLOWN
the only way
the last goodbye
Poem
flies
The Show
dead
war
Forever
x
Screwed
gender blender
lights on the wall
Murder
faith
Assasin
jóla ljóð?
rhyme
society
I for an I
numbers
death row
Ghost ride
Note to you
angel
wine growing old
stuck on the road to oblivion
!-mad as hell-!
stupid song
empty house***
hidden world
clear
my bag
the real deal
mountain climb
broken
!-next round-!
struggle
written in bones
honesty
Item
She said
lessons
hope
come in
shiny
throw it
painting
Golden Calf