Elias Rønnenfelt
Unarmed
Stir-fried in an oil well
Pumped up from the dunes
There's a wealth of digging done these days
From the ground up towards the moon

Deep down there
You were dwelling, honey
Hiding from the world

So now, just like an angel
You besiege me with your charm
In all good and grace there is
I've done nothing to parade right into your arms
Why don't you realize how I'm unarmed?

Colder than a glacier
Warmer than the sun
Take the tempеrature as it's falling and rising in us
Our metric is overrun

Lеt down my crown in your favor, sugar
Planted in the dirt

So now, just like an angel
You besiege me with your charm
In all good and grace there is
I've done nothing to parade right into your arms
Why don't you realize how I'm so—
Now, just like an angel
You besiege me with your charm
In all good and grace there is
I've done nothing to parade right into your arms
Why don't you realize how I'm unarmed?