Rundt [English translation]

The world doesn't revolve around you

The world doesn't revolve around you

And it always spins the same way

The world doesn't revolve around you

Everything you sent you, comes back in again,

What you do around the world comes back for revenge,

You spit at the sky, even in the rain,

Everyhting you throw out comes back home with you

Old-fashioned things come back in style again

People turn to dirt, shit becomes fertilizer

Plants become fodder, flesh, money

They say the wheels are turning in a giant system,

But I think it's a sacred principle

That it will come back around, when you're still and come back when you're on a trip

The world spins but you don't feel it,

It must revolve around something, you can't figure out the math

The world doesn't revolve around you

The world doesn't revolve around you

And it always spins the same way

The world doesn't revolve around you

The world revolves around money

It revolves around getting up early and going to bed early

It revolves around the sun and itself

Around all the old people and criminals

But what it revolves around the most is to create a false sense of fear,

People will do anything to be able to sleep soundly

Normalization, supervision, yeah, how far will they go?

Privatization, assimilation, soon the world will come to an end

'Cause the world can't revolve if you don't need to be yourself

Going aroudn and being someone else, it's not perfect, is it?

So live a good life, and hold on to those you care about

And live each day like it's your last

The world doesn't revolve around you

The world doesn't revolve around you

And it always spins the same way

The world doesn't revolve around you

But what does it revolve around

If it's not me?

Who is in the core? Who is it that is looking out from the center?

And who has changed the way

That the soil is? I'm trying to turn around

The tables turn every 4 years,

But I think you can change that more often

'Cause on my grammophone,

Every minute is 33.3 revolutiosn

Have you noticed? It's like

Everything in the world has something that it orbits?

From planets, to my blod, to an elektron,

Everything is recycled. It circles in an endless rotation

• Artist:Raske Penge