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The money will just run out and that's it
We are sitting in the post-bank, we are sitting in the post-bank
Turn on daddy's post-punk
You and I are post-punks, just post-punks

The money will run out and that's it
We are sitting in the post-bank, we are sitting in the post-bank
Turn on daddy's post-punk
You and I are post-punks, just post-punks

Winter doesn't want to end
So as not to be enchanted by you
The fifth month does not want to end
Well, how can you not die here?

You can survive if you're in love
If we don't smoke or drink with you
Or maybe love will finish me off
So be it
Turn on my post-punk

The money will just run out and that's it
We are sitting in the post-bank, we are sitting in the post-bank
Turn on daddy's post-punk
You and I are post-punks, just post-punks

The money will run out and that's it
We are sitting in the post-bank, we are sitting in the post-bank
Turn on daddy's post-punk
You and I are post-punks, just post-punks

A smile makes it feel like spring
Her smile is too precious
I really want to go somewhere
Where can I find money?

She really wants to go for a walk
But winter doesn't want to let go
Winter is zugzwang
Turn on daddy's post-punk

The money will just run out and that's it
The money will just run out and that's it