Video Credits:
Footage by Anna Dobos
Lyric video by Alex Tults
Still images by Ira Rønnenfelt
Song Credits:
Elias Bender Rønnenfelt – vocals, guitar, flutes
Dan Kjær Nielsen – drums
Jakob Tvilling Pless – bass
Johan Surrballe Weith – guitar
Casper Morilla Fernandez – guitar
Lyrics:
Ain’t no debt’s been paid
Checks gathered in bouquets
All men left behind
Relinquished to the nines
Looking at this place has left me color-blind
Not one of these pricks is a friend of mine
Yeah, I’ve had it with peace times
I found a new home in war crime
Yet still, none of my issues have gone away
Bought myself a bird
Caged it from the world
Lost its melody
‘Cause chirping don’t set you free
My little sparrow used to sing
Teared its feathers on the bars, and I cut its wings
Crushing its spirit might just help the lyrics
But still none of my blues have gone away
Brother, you’ve lost your way
I see you sunken in malaise
Left you in the dirt
Tore your favourite shirt
You know this city is a guillotine
A whole town of severed hopes and dreams
Shiver on its way to the neck of the blade
And here none of my troubles have gone away
Life is for the weak
Stripped for all you’re worth
Now standing cracked and incomplete
Life is for the weak
Life is for the weak
A life is for the weak
Life is for the weak
Better off than most
yet always something that you need
Life is for the weak
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