Sangtekst: Ungdomskulen. Sleep Over Beethoven.

Small thrills of passion is all i come by
half-baked affection merely make-the-time-fly's
my pump's a stronghold, that's never been dent
lukewarm and tidy with no ache to spend

growing up quickly I never found out
what dissonant counterpoint teen love's about
reaching my thirties, felt something unknown
Beethoven alone flipped my world like a krone

it's the birth of uncertainty
it's the dawn of awakening
it's love on deliverance
I can't shake this monumental buzz

opening my eyes to all the realms of wonder
blowing some life into the grayscale world of...
visions of strut inside my mind
rehearsing the scene and how it all play out
sleep over Beethoven it's not a thing
put in perspective it's a buck in the bin

it's the birth of uncertainty
it's the dawn of awakening
it's love on deliverance
I can't shake this monumental buzz

nothing's as hectic as living a lie
so, I rose like a polaroid claiming it's dye
come on Beethoven, whisper my name
it's mundane and common, but mine all the same

it's the birth of uncertainty
it's the dawn of awakening
it's love on deliverance
I can't shake this monumental buzz