Samba
(Linja Meller)

Came home at night, dmdldldm,
I was sure behind me was someone
telling me that it’s a heresy
that I’d never be in doubt.

I followed him up on the balcony,
where he reminded me that I was thee.
So I was taken through, through to the other side,
the other side of me.

A coarse rusty steal claw
screwed my face 180 degrees.
I saw me myself in a jar
tryin’ to catch my ass, so me.

I’m breaking down on my revelation…

I got aware of me, of me in agony
to find you me – ääh – thee,
but turnin’ turnin’ turnin’ like a cat
to catch the tail in front of my head.