Geek

Önskar att jag orkade skriva mer, men jag är en mattetönt för tillfället, kvadratrötter, funktionsbegrepp och linjära/grafiska ekvationer är vad som tar upp min tid.
Kort sagt jag är tråkig, learn to live with it.
Är dock lite vänlig (eller tråkig?)och bjussar på en låttext av Joy Division.
För att höra låten får ni allt ta och leta rätt på den på egen hand.
(You can't expect me to do everything can you?)


Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.