I came to *** him, the table is already on fire so as not to give up It's time to get out of the underground, wind up the return I'll find out what I think, because I'm making a stop again *** Babylon, I came to *** him The table is already on fire so as not to give up It's time to get out of the underground, wind up the return I'll find out what I think, because I'm making a stop again I was supposed to record an album, because I'm honest with nature But when it comes to ass, maybe I would have four albums I often go where there is a crowd and there is a lot of vodka And the girls are good psychologists and prostitutes The guys are spilling powder, like others somewhere in the crowd People like matrioshkas, they put themselves in the coffin Failures, they can't afford to come back I get up, I bet, although I drink so as not to get up For me, it's a shame that you're lying on the boards But why do I prefer to look like you're pissing yourself Do you want to go forward? ***, light up the lolka again Because your progress is a sign of moonwalk Hi, I'm Paweł, sometimes I *** from the ass I ***, because I have useless knowledge in my ass I lead a life like a drunk, ***, I smoke and *** I won't stop whistling, so it's better to pour me here I won't stop whistling, so it's better to pour me here I won't stop whistling, so it's better to pour me here I won't stop whistling, so it's better to pour me here *** Babylon, I came to *** him You're already burning from the bottom so as not to give yourself It's time to get out of the subterranean, winding the turn Finding out, I think, because I do it again *** Babylon, I came to *** him You're already burning from the bottom so as not to give yourself It's time to get out of the subterranean, winding the turn Finding out, I think, because I do it again I'm coming back to people, although it's pretty cool to be alone Everything changes when one of the ladies falls into the eye Even years ago, one girl broke my heart I don't regret it, because I drowned him in a bottle Like everyone else, I screw up badly, but when I screw up already I want to go as far as possible, feel the light at last And I probably could have taken a knife in my hand a long time ago But I take a bottle, let it cut me from the legs Alone on this cart, I arrive without a brain They preferred to use a scythe instead of a brain And they stand still, so cut off this thrush Like a sword in the mouth of a dragon, they want to pour water on me again I spit on them and stick a form out of it The truth is beautiful only when you hit her in the face I go for my own, I have no time for mistakes Consequently, so that all the hyenas around me die I want to go as far as possible, feel the light at last And I probably could have taken a knife in my hand Like everyone else, I screw up badly, but when I screw up already I want to go as far as possible, feel the light at last And I probably could have taken a knife in my hand Like a sword in the mouth of a dragon, they want to pour water on me again *** Babylon, I came to *** it up It's burning you from the inside so you won't give up It's time to get out of the underground and make a comeback I think about it when I find out, because I screw up again Slaves of the mind Slaves of the mind Slaves of the mind, *** Slaves of the mind *