Love Songs from Erika by Dead Kings of Norway

Don't think we don't know everything about everyone.
Caught on the couch with a bottle and a best friend
You cannot hide from us, but is it so bad?

Nobody knows how long you've been sober from overexposure
To the pace, the tone, the smut of love songs.
Send no money, send just the broken parts
We can stop the pain or stop the heart.

Ain't got no mind of it to keep girls like you from him.
He's got plans.
Like gods, we've got worlds to explore.
Don't refuse.

Send no money, send just the broken parts
We can stop the pain or stop the heart.

Time to come cold, wipe your sins away
So many came to scream your sobriquet and grab the open floor.

Send no money, send just the broken parts
We can stop the pain or stop the heart.

• Alternative
• Computerpop
• Dancecore
• Electrofolk
• St Paul