Taco Hemingway - 6 Zer

Walkin' through the streets, starin' at those fine ladies
Black coats, black slim pants .. and black Roshe
Broken iPhone 6, even though she lives poor
I don't ask, but if she wants to dance - "oh, I'd love to"
But she doesn't seem interested, good Lord
Maybe the next one will agree, if not her?
I talk with no sense, makin' up some weird sentences
- "That's a D+" - "Could you make it C-, Proffesor?"
A white crap of a bird decorated a black porsche
My coat's inner pocket, I keep my beer there
Start a month with Grolsch, and ending with cheap ale
Mom's asking if she can send some money - "oh, I'd love to"

A mil, it would be cool to make it someday
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to!"
Someone asks me who I'm with here
Someone else asks if I want a beatin' - I say "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me!
I've seen everything, maybe I should go home and sleep
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me!

In this generation, on contract of mandate
We don't talk insurance
These people don't talk premium investments
Or politics, these are not in MENU
But...I'm throwin' a party, livin' splendidly
Maybe I'll drink or smoke up, to keep those away
I'll order DOMINOS, though the diet is wrong, maybe in February I'll start to exercise some more
Facebook is full of abs, friends keep showin' off like some kids
Pictures from gym, every vein is pulsatin'
And tomorrow a theatre pic, just so you think good of him
People are weak, I barely handle it
Black Holes try to be Northern Lights
Who's gonna help me when I fall apart?
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to"

A mil, It would be cool to make it someday
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to!"
Someone asks me who I'm with here
Someone else asks if I want a beatin' - I say "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me!
I've seen everything, maybe I should go home and sleep
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me!

Spring, Friday night, I cruise that Veturilo
I shouldn't, because of that red wine I drank
I'd like to say I'm gettin' chased by the cops
But remember: Life isn't some action movie program
Stale beer, that's a taste of out lives
Our romances are pushed away by some harlequins
Black eye instead of black Limo
Don't look for your Scarlett, you're not Rudolf Valentino
It's Poland, always cold
You should hide this fancy car, homies gonna jack it
Everyone whistles whole scale
It's a melodic country, A lot of musicians
I'm twenty-somethin'-year old, my life plans fade away
Cruisin' through the city with a mourner's face
Brain shoots bullets, could kill someone with a thought
Still chasin' that creepy number, which is a mil
It would be cool to make it someday
A mil - it would be cool to make it someday

A mil, it would be cool to make it someday
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to!"
Someone asks me who I'm with here
Someone else asks if I want a beatin' - I say "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me!
I've seen everything, maybe I should go home and sleep
The bartender asks me for another round - "oh, I'd love to"
Bruises and bumps keep on growin' like the mountains
I'am an atheist, but dear God, please help me