More songs by Austra
Description
Producer: Austra
Mastering Engineer: Heba Kadry
Engineer: Joseph Shabason
Engineer: Katie Austra Stelmanis
Producer, Programmer: Kieran Adams
Programmer: Marta Salogni
Mixer: Rick Bouwkamp
Remixer: Ineffekt
Lyricist, Composer: Katie Austra Stelmanis
Composer: Kieran Adams
Lyrics and translation
Original
You said I needed my own friends, so I found them, then you fucked them.
And now I'm out of the picture.
A triangle before it ever joined together kicked me off the grid, out of the spectrum, out of the confines of the graph, the rulers, plastic and things from when we were kids.
I used to calculate the percentage the moment I was removed, subtracted like a math equation.
One plus one cannot equal three.
Who would have thought?
Who would have thought?
You said I needed my own friends, then you fucked them.
And now I'm out of the picture like a math equation.
One plus one cannot equal three.
It's illogical, impossible.