Lyrics:

Olga steals drinks from distracted men in bars
While she dreams of the Soviets return
Its the price they should pay for thinking anyone her age
Should hear what they say

If you dont wake up looking like death in the grass
How do you know that youre not like the rest
And I know that youre not going to rest
And I know that youre really so true

Ylva chains herself to a rig in the sea
And nearly dies in the week shes there
In a city sick with wealth and little else
Its good to feel nothing at all

If you dont lose some skin for the things you believe
How do you know that you really do
And I know that you really do
And I know that youre really so true

Now youre tied to each other
but by winter youll wonder
If boredom was just an excuse
For locking your arms as the black passing cars
Cast silhouettes of your youth

If you dont lose your breath or the things you believe
How can you know if you really do
And I know that you really do
And I know that youre really so true

But I could never be
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