Hold Igen - Balstyrko

Hold dig hen

Hold igen

Hold dig hen

Hvis du slipper nu bliver vi som dem

Ikke til at kende igen

Hvor er vi henne og hvordan skal det ende

Hvad skal jeg kæmpe med, hvem er min fjende

Giv mig en flugtvej, nem at betjene

Som en hund stikker halen mellem ben

Lille struds altid med på noget fusk

Skyller Sortedammen ned med en sjus

Vasker fingrene rene for smuds

Og danser rundt, rundt, rundt, rundt, rundt

Danser rundt om den brændende busk

Kan aldrig aldrig være alene med dem

Vender tilbage og hører kun en stemme

Tager imod ordrer hun hellere vil glemme

Kvæl en kylling, slå din hjerne ihjel

Leger rundt i det nedtrådte græs

Finder venner der ikke tør slås

Spidser tænder, slår neglene ud

Dem du kender kommer snart til at tude

Svinger rundt, rundt, rundt, rundt

Svinger rundt indtil asfalt gør ondt

Hold dig hen

Hold igen

Hold dig hen

Hvis du slipper nu bli’r vi som dem

Ikke til at kende igen

Søerne så hvor du smed hende ned

Da du slog og du sparkede fornuften af led

Vinger de flyver de rene herfra

Mens vi andre må vandre med rynkede ar

Søerne så hvor du smed hende ned

Da du slog og du sparkede fornuften af led

Vinger de flyver de rene herfra

Mens vi andre må vandre med rynkede ar

Stay tuned

Hold on

Stay tuned

If you let go now, we will be like them

Not to be recognized again

Where are we and how will it end

What should I struggle with, who is my enemy

Give me an escape route, easy to operate

Like a dog, its tail sticks between its legs

Little ostriches always join in on some cheating

Rinse the Black Pond down with a sieve

Wash your fingers clean of dirt

And dancing around, around, around, around, around

Dancing around the burning bush

Can never never be alone with them

Returns and hears only one voice

Accepts orders she would rather forget

Suffocate a chicken, kill your brain

Playing around in the trampled grass

Finds friends who dare not fight

Pointing teeth, knocking nails out

Those you know will soon be tooting

Swings around, around, around, around

Swings around until asphalt hurts

Stay tuned

Hold on

Stay tuned

If you let go now, we will be like them

Not to be recognized again

The lakes saw where you threw her down

When you hit and you kicked the mind off joints

Wings they fly they clean from here

While the rest of us have to walk with wrinkled scars

The lakes saw where you threw her down

When you hit and you kicked the mind off joints

Wings they fly they clean from here

While the rest of us have to walk with wrinkled scars