� � If we were a legion in a rented mansion � � A kind of semi-Rome, but in Gustavsnorkel � � If we could come up with a common agenda � � Words on the wall, lyrics on the wall � � If we could give up, but not give up � � Be the good ones, who drink the power � � Give away, except the clothes on top of us � � Yes, yes, yes, up, let's go wild � � Terrible crisis, one ground sausage � � In the heat of the moment, here at Artekijakkaral � � There's a phone and hundreds of planes � � But those strange creatures are scaring me � � If we were Betacuck Fight Club � � Would we be able to fight ourselves? � � Would we find places in the world? � � Would we take care of ourselves? � � I don't fit in a car, something's missing � � Take a slip, don't get stuck in the air � � A moment, uncertain, lonely � � Just try to feel that there's nothing � � Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes � � Weak from the other, weak from the guilty � � We can't find the real one, no poor beggars on the table � � Who took us from the slums? � � The swamp is straight and the road is narrow � � There's no room for us in the escape room � � I, I, I'm ruining other people's air � � There's no right or left horizon � � Only disappointed people who wish for repair � � There would be love, but it's not possible without you � � To feminists, Pfizer's blue � � Potential and potential silence feeds the subject Pfizer's blue � � It's already autumn � � I can't market the goods, not even salmiakki � � Knock on the last street lights in the dark � � Play the last role, where are you running? � � I don't fit in the car � � Something's missing, I'm waiting for a slip � � No air, you're stuck there � � A moment, uncertain, lonely � � Just try to feel that there's nothing � � You can, you can, you can, you can, you can � � No air, you're stuck there � � You can, you can, you can, you can, you can � � Well, that's it � � We were told that it would turn into a swamp � � But life hasn't been a piece of kakerandeli � � But we can't just dig into the bunker, our own thoughts � � And imagine what I could do then � � If everything was different � � I don't fit in the car � � Something's missing, I'm waiting for a slip � � No air, you're stuck there � � A moment, uncertain, lonely � � Just try to feel that there's nothing � � You can, you can, you can, you can, you can � � No air, you're stuck there � � You can, you can, you can, you can, you can � � There's nothing � � Gone, it's gone � � Gone, it's gone � � Gone, it's gone �