More songs by The Wombats
Description
Producer, Mixing Engineer: John Congleton
Producer: The Wombats
Recording Engineer: Sean Cook
Recording Engineer: Rachel White
Mastering Engineer: Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer: Steve Fallone
Music Publisher: Copyright Control
Music Publisher: PRS CAE: 506850066
Lyrics and translation
Original
Another gut punch. They used to hurt, now not so much. Do you like what
I've become?
A space cadet with a water gun. Doing life on life's terms, though
I don't really like the terms. I'll come along for the ride.
Let the autopilot drive me into the unknown.
That's where I've gotta go.
I can take a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
Never really does much, does much, does much in my mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time. Hit me with a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
How about a soul crush, soul crush, soul crush? I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.
Looks like ten zombies had a fight in our kitchen late last night.
To be honest, I'm unfazed. I'm not cut up, but I'm not unscathed.
Will I ever feel awake again?
Did I ever feel awake back then? Will this daze ever be my friend?
Can that autopilot send me into the unknown?
That's where I've gotta go.
I can take a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
Never really does much, does much, does much in my mind. I stay happy and sad at the same time.
Hit me with a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
How about a soul crush, soul crush, soul crush? I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.
I can take a gut punch. How about a soul crush?
I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.
English translation
Another gut punch. They used to hurt, now not so much. Do you like what
I've become?
A space cadet with a water gun. Doing life on life's terms, though
I don't really like the terms. I'll come along for the ride.
Let the autopilot drive me into the unknown.
That's where I've gotta go.
I can take a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
Never really does much, does much, does much in my mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time. Hit me with a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
How about a soul crush, soul crush, soul crush? I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.
Looks like ten zombies had a fight in our kitchen late last night.
To be honest, I'm unfazed. I'm not cut up, but I'm not unscathed.
Will I ever feel awake again?
Did I ever feel awake back then? Will this daze ever be my friend?
Can that autopilot send me into the unknown?
That's where I've gotta go.
I can take a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
Never really does much, does much, does much in my mind. I stay happy and sad at the same time.
Hit me with a gut punch, gut punch, gut punch.
How about a soul crush, soul crush, soul crush? I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.
I can take a gut punch. How about a soul crush?
I don't mind.
I'm happy and sad at the same time.