Текст: Killing Joke. Killing Joke: BBC In Concert. Tension.

Sitting in my armchair
Thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle
I, I can't get out

Then I look around
Thinking day and night and day
Then you look around
There must be some explanation

And the tension
And the tension builds
And the tension
And the tension builds

Take advantage
Let nothing be fantasy
How do you grow
As you stunt your growth?

Nothing you say
Makes sense anymore
I look around
There must be some explanation

And the tension
And the tension builds
And the tension
And the tension builds

Sitting in my armchair
Thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle
I can't get out

[Incomprehensible]
Thinking day and night and day
Then you look around
There's nothing left to say

And the tension
And the tension builds
And the tension
And the tension builds

And the tension
And the tension builds
And the tension
And the tension
And the tension builds

And the tension
And the tension
And the tension builds

And the tension
And the tension
And the tension builds

And the tension
And the tension
And the tension builds
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