Den Samme Jodlen Okay Kaya

In haste
Dear friend
I do not speak a lot
Do not believe them
It's a rumour on a coin (rumour on a coin)

Stay away from salons
Spirit’s embrace is long gone (spirit's embrace is long gone)
There's no speakers at the house

Summer’s open sea is helpful
In my horizon I can clearly regard
My enemies, you know?

I've never ever, ever been sanguine

As if twinkling blood could be confused with a boil
The wolves in my veins are foul

And let me tell you something hey
If they declare you 'round the bend
Don't listen to them (don't listen to them, don't listen to them)
I'm game
I'm being hunted and
These bastards will not give up