Psychic Stunts
Wind Up the Sound
Working days are overLed to nowhereDid nothing else but grind us downNow we're looking for somethingAll but nothingTo turn our weariness aroundWe're looking for actionSome distractionA ?never going back?No more talk about laborGood behaviorIt's a self-destructive trackSo wind up the soundAs a substitute for loveWe dance like we always do, we always doAs a substitute for loveWind up the soundAs a substitute for loveWe drink like we always do, at half past twoAs a substitute for loveHanging out with the shadowsOf the shallowsHeading for Karl Johans torgThere is something within usSongtexteThat continuesTo dry out our thirsty tonguesThere under the bridgesBy the sea lockWe swill another low class drinkLike panic in motionLike erosionWe all know this place will sink[Chorus]
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