I’ve got a system
Peter Vollset, Thomas Sagbråten
I've got no roots here
Nothing to prove
I'm ready to make my move
Been spending years on the wind-up
The pieces are all lined up
And I've got a system of pure symmetry in my mind
So please stop growing on me
I've got no roots here
Nothing to leave
That's just my arm up my sleeve
I always paid to hear you sing
I don't owe this town a thing
And I've got a map that leads right out of here in my mind
So please stop smiling, my dear
Your melodies made me haunted by memories I don't want and
You come to me when I sleep and it's gonna be hell to keep away
Why did you hug me last night?
What do you mean I'm "all right"?
Why did you hug me last night?
Why do you hug me all the time?
In my mind