When I was a little child My mother told me once: "What is this horrible mess? This is your last chance!" But my mother didn't know - This was not my fault! They were guilty, please believe me – The room was full of trolls!
One day I was late for work Then my boss called me... He was very angry And screamed terribly When I told him all the truth He started to foam... Yes, of course, he didn't believe In trolls in my home...
That was when I came home Very, very late My wife began to scold me hard And she showed me the gate... Oh my love, please stop it now! Trust me - I don't lie! It wasn't beer that hid my way But trolls in my eyes!
Hey, what happened? What is this? Why are shackles here? I know - it's blood... I can explain... Can't you see my tears? I didn't want to use this knife When I saw them in my bed... It's all their fault, these little pests - Trolls in my head!
Now all is well - I live here alone... Everything around is white, all worries are gone Sometimes someone comes and he looks very strange But he brings me pills and then fear is out of range
And this is a lesson that you should learn When the moment comes all your world will burn When nothing comes out and everything falls Remember my friend - all you need is trolls!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
