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I cant control it - came to my head
Put the phone back into my pocket
Swearing, annoyed or better said
Pissed off as f*ck

The situation's killing me
Phone call after phone call
And nothing progresses
This mess is an endless trap
And Im a mouse, eager to be fed

I gotta leave out the Nutella bread
Thought 2 popped into my head
What if the enemy's addicted to chocolate?
Phone out, dial in
Count to three, two, one

Repetition is the father of sadness
And the mother of losses
Get off the line and
Repeat the synopsis

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave and Ill be better
Ill be wise and not regret it

Shitty phone calls in the back of a bus
Driving through my city, wanna get lost
Last row, like we did in primary school
Ooh hu ooh hu oohuhu

Trouble was something yelled face to face
Back then it wasn't the grownup way
Words, polite as the Berlin Wall
Divide and defend

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave and Ill be better
Ill be wise and not regret it

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave or Ill be broken
Ill be wise or I'll regret it

Shitty phone calls in the back of a bus
Driving through my city
Wanna get lost
It shouldn't be like that
It shouldn't be like that
No, it shouldn't be

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be wise or I'll be broken
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I cant control it - came to my head
Put the phone back into my pocket
Swearing, annoyed or better said
Pissed off as f*ck

The situation's killing me
Phone call after phone call
And nothing progresses
This mess is an endless trap
And Im a mouse, eager to be fed

I gotta leave out the Nutella bread
Thought 2 popped into my head
What if the enemy's addicted to chocolate?
Phone out, dial in
Count to three, two, one

Repetition is the father of sadness
And the mother of losses
Get off the line and
Repeat the synopsis

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave and Ill be better
Ill be wise and not regret it

Shitty phone calls in the back of a bus
Driving through my city, wanna get lost
Last row, like we did in primary school
Ooh hu ooh hu oohuhu

Trouble was something yelled face to face
Back then it wasn't the grownup way
Words, polite as the Berlin Wall
Divide and defend

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave and Ill be better
Ill be wise and not regret it

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be brave or Ill be broken
Ill be wise or I'll regret it

Shitty phone calls in the back of a bus
Driving through my city
Wanna get lost
It shouldn't be like that
It shouldn't be like that
No, it shouldn't be

I aint gonna do this shit no more
I aint gonna do this shit no more
Ill be wise or I'll be broken
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Writer: Catharina Boutari, Élénie Wagner, Jorge da Rocha, Tiago Sampaio
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