Moderaternas inofficiella kampsång

Vi är inte riktigt där än. Frågan är väl bara när?

I see you working at your station
Radiation burns my eyes
Love’s forbidden so is passion
This whole place is sterilized

I just want to see tomorrow
Day by day to just survive
But this place is built to kill me
No one here gets out alive

I don’t wanna be
I don’t wanna be
Just a memory
I don’t wanna be
I don’t wanna be

You don’t know my name
You don’t know my number
You don’t know my face at all
We walk right past each other
Every single day
Like cold machines
We’re marching on and on and on and on and on

Got your thumb print always with me
Got your barcode memorized
They came here to electroshock me
But can they erase you from my mind?

Text: Vincent Damon Furnier

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