Song | Headphones |
Artist | Björk |
Album | Telegram |
Genius to fall asleep to your tape last night | |
Sounds go through the muscles | |
These abstract, oh, wordless movements | |
They start off cells that haven't been touched before | |
Nothing will be the same, | |
I like this resonance | |
It elevates me, | |
I don't recognize myself | |
This is very interesting |