Coma - Gwiazdozbiory

And of what it, of what won't invent it?
To what it, of what did what it sought, come?
Of what it, of what won't invent it?
Only to flash in order to flash.

Of what it, of what won't invent it?
To whom it, of whom, whom left, to did fall down?
Of what it, of what won't invent it?
In order to become a star in order to become a star.

Sweet fate, as
I am supposed to protect myself
Before the success who knows?

Sweet fate whether
In this constellation
Will I need to gleam?

He turned a somersault up in the air as the monkey,
The woman with the chin is howling as the dog,
The little boy put the hand on the throat,
Send on me one's SMS.

The poverty is increasing bravely / of what these are they it of what, of what it is they won't invent it
You won't stop her alone, / of what these are they it of what, of what it is they won't invent it
Where mediocrity with weapon, / of what these are they it of what, of what it is they won't invent it
Success vulgar has a face. / of what these are they it of what, of what it is they won't invent it

Sweet fate, as
I am supposed to protect myself
Before the success who knows?

I am chasing the tail, I am chasing the tail,
I am chasing the tail, I am chasing the tail,
I am chasing the tail of the junk,
Unfortunately.