There is a war in all the heads and there's a war
In mine as well and if I could explain it any
Better, I'm sure I would

We're in a bus and it's night, you opened up and
So will I but though I'm good with words I've
Never been good with... words

But all I know is: there's something new this year
All I know is: there's something new real near

There is a town that I live in and it's a town that
Favors winners and when I win I think about
When I'll next lose

I took a train that took me north, and it's the
Place where trees speak louder than the people
But if I have to pick that's what I'll choose

I walked along the river Ume, it chilled me out
Of my bones too, but a cold wind is always
Better than a cold voice. I am not strong enough
For win city, I'll stay in to play Sin, witty people
Without hearts have always had a lead on me

And all I know is: there's something new this year
All I know is: there's something new real near
All I know is: there's something new this year
I don't know much, but there's something new
Coming near
I'll walk into the shop where you work, it is a
Shop that kills you slowly, there'll be no blood
But another shirt on a hanger will still behead
You. I'll lift your arm and you'll lift mine, and in
A Communist state of mind, we're not worth
More than anyone else but surely not worth less