Ścianka - Boję się zasnąć, boję się wrócić do domu

I wish to be,
A plastic pistol, feel nothing
A label, a metal plate, an ice rink
Slide around if you want to

I'll just let myself go with the water flow dear friends,
We'll float with it far away, until there will be nothing left

How is it,
That with each wine's sip the world starts to make sense,
I think I know what's good for me,
I make everything worse,

I have let go of forgiving myself,
Something cracked, but nothing hurts,
The night is safe,
It will always keep on loving me, the town!

What is it,
It struck, went to the corner, and laughs,
The dark month caught up to me in the end,
I'm afraid to fall asleep