W MOIM POKOJU Lyrics English Translation by Doli
Once again, this city tries to hold me down, but it won’t succeed.
I lie folded up in my room.
I can never get enough of that damn grass.
My drawers are filled to the brim with the same old stuff, man.
I won’t lie, bro, if we don’t know each other,
Why do you care? I’ve got my own issues to deal with.
I know that I’ll be the most famous one,
My heart hurts, I don’t know how Mom’s doing.
My buddies are already throwing kilograms around.
They’ll mess you up if you go too far.
Here, everyone wants to play, not damn changes.
When something’s missing, we hit the block.
I sit and write, worn out, through the nights.
I can’t stop, I have big plans.
I lie folded up in my room.
I don’t think about her, and she doesn’t think about me,
And honestly, that’s for the best, what’s between us doesn’t matter anymore.
I stand here getting wet, writing this verse.
I was supposed to be with her, but damn, I won’t make it.
Shut the hell up, you don’t know what it’s like in this swamp.
My brother wanted to jump off the damn balcony.
I feel strong with each passing situation,
I know for sure that I have it now.
Hit it, pass me the banknote, I rarely sober up.
She tells me, damn, she’s my fan.
I know it, I know it too well.
She asks for my number, I tell her not really.
They’re passing me powders, I can’t fall asleep.
I’ll say what’s on my mind, they’ll lock me up, after all.
They’re passing me powders, I can’t fall asleep.
I’ll say what’s on my mind, they’ll lock me up, after all.
Once again, this city tries to hold me down, but it won’t succeed.
I lie folded up in my room.
I can never get enough of that damn grass.
In the cabinet, I’ve got nothing but the same old stuff.
Man, I won’t lie, if we don’t know each other,
Why do you care? I’ve got my own issues to deal with.
I know that I’ll be the most famous one,
My heart hurts, I don’t know how Mom’s doing.
My buddies are already throwing kilograms around.
They’ll mess you up if you go too far.
Here, everyone wants to play, not damn changes.
When something’s missing, we hit the block.
I sit and write, worn out, through the nights.
I can’t stop, I have big plans.
I lie folded up in my room.