It is sad to see you in a such a bad shape His destroyed liver and your boots full of hay
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore
It is sad to see you in a such a bad shape His destroyed liver and your boots full of hay Lying back to back in the crackling bed Confused, annoyed, ashamed and misled
Now you eat the same bread made out of the same grains And you ruin the grey matter with the same readiness Living fence to fence
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore
Każdy czeka na jego słowo - na niego nie czeka nikt Kiedy patrzą na dziwaka pojawia się wstyd I nic nic nic nic nie będzie tutaj inaczej bo zawsze bez znaczenia producenci znaczeń
Raczej pusto tam gdzie jego dom Raczej dym, piwo, gin niźli druga dłoń Raczej pokój i duchy a nie miłośc i spokój Treny, refreny, treny, refreny nocny na widoku
Now you eat the same bread made out of the same grains And you ruin the grey matter with the same readiness Living fence to fence dissembling tolerance confused, ashamed dance the merry straw-man dance
It is sad to see you in a such a bad shape His destroyed liver and your boots full of hay Lying back to back
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore
He has climbed sky to steal fire for you. He has gone deep inside to steal fire for you But he is not welcome anymore Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.